Friday, July 15, 2011
Random Thoughts While Strolling Through Paris
I have never had such amazing food in all my life. How do the French survive all the processed chain food when they visit the United States? Wonderbread and Twinkies must be such a huge let down when you've lived with baguettes and Eclaire's your entire life.
Why is listening to little children whine in French so cute, and listening to little children whine in English so annoying?
I feel so out of place that I don't have a pair of Genie pants here in France. EVERYONE is wearing them, including senior citizens.
I'm wishing that I had a baby just so I can buy French baby cloths.
I would swear that dogs in France bark differently than American dogs.
I don't know how the Tour de France guys ride over all those cobblestones for miles and miles. My feet are killing me.
How can I get my home owner's association to approve real French shutters so I can put them on all my windows.
Pulling a huge suit case 4 miles in the rain is no fun, especially when you have to climb stairs in the subway.
I wonder if U.S. customs will notice if I try to sneak a wheel of cheese in my suitcase?
I never thought I would be lost on the streets of Paris at 1:00 a.m. on a street full of hookers. Note to self, take away Matt's I-Pad and buy a map.
The view from the Eiffel Tower is incredible, even when the sky is gray.
Who knew that French crepes with lemon and sugar would taste so good after a 10 hour plane ride and a half a day of wandering the streets of Paris.
I never thought I would cry when I saw the work of Vincent Van Gogh up close and personal.
Boy, those pyramids at the Louvre are way smaller than I imagined. (Just kidding, they were huge).