paris

the thought just occured to me that i may be going through some kind of withdrawal. looking at my paris photos just now lightened my mood but made me wonder if i'm feeling restless from being home [as in, the u.s.]. i didn't expect to love paris so much, or fall in love with traveling abroad. it's scary and exhilarating at the same time. scary coz i'm just a scaredycat by nature, but exhilarating coz it's a new adventure. the best part of paris for me was just walking around. i noticed that the french eat fresh, organic food, but they don't call it organic, coz it's just how they eat. they don't do the processed, overly preserved stuff. they eat like you're supposed to...with fresh ingredients. and they don't over-eat. their portions are much smaller, but surprisingly filling. who knew that you don't have to the have huge portions in order to be full? their bread is to die for. i mean, not stale AT ALL. i had a plain croissant every day. EVERY STINKIN' DAY, and ohmyfriggin'goodness they were PERFECT!!! PERFECT croissants!!! who the heck makes perfect croissants?!? the FRENCH do!!! i miss their croissants. i miss their cafe creme. i miss their madame croquette. i miss their food in general. i miss their architecture...their fabulous, centuries old, historic, ornate, architecture. i miss their numerous sidewalk cafes. i miss their bonjours and bonswars and bonnuits. i miss their tres biens and sil vous plaits and c'est bons. i miss their musees and jardins and rues. i miss paris. j'et'taime paris.