Paris 10 district, walk, Ball 4 December
nice to wake up this morning in Paris to hear the outside noise of mopeds, sweet stretch, even unloved 10 districts, to know that you'll get a cup of coffee, and this might sound trite: the freshest croissant. And then the long walk on the wet Paris in search of photos black-and-white film, and then the ball ...
I have not so much walking. I had to find a gallery Lyafayet, but avoiding large cash expenditures, and to fear, obviously, to find This large store, somehow magically, I skidded on Saint-Honore, full of boutiques, Hotel Ritz, and further on Place de la Concorde ...
Then I decided to walk to: bought a dress.
upset that made an unscheduled silliness and went ate snails with mulled wine, bored and thinking about the meaning of life, looking the window.
snails were delicious. I love Burgundy snails. Hot wine was so-so.
Then I came up with a new goal, I do every year to visit their favorite places in Paris, and near them necessarily have a favorite cafe.
this day was to Notre Dame to pass him, to admire the great tree, drink mulled wine in kreperi at his side and go past the cafe, where I first ate oysters in Paris ...
white and green roof, all the time I do not remember what it's called, although three times took the card.
And then I went to the hotel to gather the ball.
And yet, what the French are not flexible. I could not half an hour to find a taxi at night in Paris. So it was vproshlom year I know that it is necessary to book in advance!
first time being here I really want to go home.
Today dreamed of Maxim, I really miss.
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