Paris

I am planning a whole novella about Paris, or my imagined Paris. Fictionalizing it will be fun. Before I left, I read French Lessons, about love among language teachers in the city and while there I reread A Moveable Feast, which helped me enjoy a platter of oysters I had difficulty warming up to.

Our trip was spectacular. E treated me and his daughter to the getaway; the three of us walked the city, stopping at all the major attractions and galleries, until we were hungry and tired, at which point we showered, dressed, and walked to local brasseries for dinner. We ate beautifully, the most delicious dishes imaginable, before enjoying the warm nights as we wandered back to the hotel.

I'll hold on to our lovely Paris idyll forever; it was a perfect escape from my ordinary life.