france. I am in france.

This is me, right now, relaxing in our hotel room, all comfy with pillows, blogging.

I just came back from breakfast, and oh dear, I'm going to have to be careful. Cafe Americano, two cups...with a croissant. Wait, it gets better...two mini crepes with butter and apricot jam...there are these tiny little jars of jam on the breakfast buffet, they are adorable! I had a slice of ham, which was really good, and then I tasted some lemon poppyseed bread. I didn't eat the whole slice, because I had croissant-on-the-brain, which can only be cured by a strong dose of self-denial, or just getting up and getting another one. I chose the latter, because you know, I'm in France. So I got up, and dang it, they were all gone, so I chose a different one, which I thought had raisins in it. Imagine my surprise and delight to discover it was a CHOCOLATE FILLED croissant. No raisins in this thing! Oh dear. It was heavenly, and for me, who avoids carbs like the plague, it was enough, more than enough. So I took care of my plate before finishing up my coffee, just so I wouldn't talk myself into another one.



Paul and I are really enjoying ourselves. The trip over wasn't too bad. I made a friend on the plane, a French speaking English teacher from Canada. She was super nice, and we really hit it off.

Yesterday, we walked four miles.


It's so amazing here. So European, ha.


Paul...he's so funny. He is fun to explore with. He took me out to dinner last night, with some of his co-workers. They are a nice group, they travel a lot. One lady, I totally admire, she's been to China and Japan, and travels all by herself. She's very nice, and down to earth.


My dessert from last night. There are two kinds of people. The kind who love to order dessert, and the kind who just wave it away, too full, they say, as if that has anything to do with it. Paul's co-workers ALL ordered dessert. :)


I like this house.

Anyway. I am heading out, all by my lonesome, to walk around town. I plan to visit the grocery store, of course, and browse up and down the aisles, leisurely, I have all the live long day. I plan to sit on a bench in the little park. I plan to take lots of pictures, but I hate to pull out my phone and snap pictures, it makes me feel so touristy. Of course when we walked yesterday, everyone looked at us anyway...we had made coffee in our hotel room and were carrying our big-a$$ travel mugs, which practically scream that we're American. (the coffees here are so small. Just tiny miniature things)

Anyway. The birds are singing, the sun is shining, and I am setting out for an adventure. There are so many people that I wish were here with me...(and BTW, I do feel guilty being gone...I talked to Kathryn on the phone last night, she said Charlotte Claire is sick, throwing up...then she messaged me this morning that Miss Cam is sick now too...oh dear...Jon with the fever and infection when I was in Norway, now this! I know Kathryn is tenderhearted and will take good care of them, but my heart hurts when I think of them. Maybe I'll buy them a present today...)