There’s a chance, an itty-bitty chance, that someone near and dear to me might be moving to Paris. Considering that we already live half a world away from each other, it still makes seeing each other more challenging but…
My god. Paris?
I cross my fingers and pray to the gods every day while we wait for the news…
Surely I could muster a trip to Paris. I can start saving now.
In the meantime, I dream of long walks through the arrondissements, “licking the windows” of the boulangeries, eating warm pain chocolate or pain raisin, craving ownership of all the beautiful and polished shoes of the French women, re-learning that beautiful language, shopping at the open markets and sipping a cafe au lait at a cafe. I dream of a baguette, a wedge of cheese, a bottle of wine and that Paris SMELL.
I long to be embedded in the world of the French again.
In the meantime, I’ll admire the view.
I hope they don’t mind I plan to stay a while…
(thanks to David Lebovitz and other Flickr photographers!)
Oh wow, the Paris of my heart. It’s been too long! Thanks for reminding me how beautiful even the most simple things can be.
Moi aussi j’adore Paris ;)sois le bienvenue n’importe quand
Pain au chocolat and an espresso. That’s Paris for me. Oh and a cigarette even though I’ve long kicked that habit.:)
Ahhh Paris! What a great collection of pictures you found!