"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." -Ernest Hemingway
Friday, November 26, 2010
There's a winter wonderland outside my window.
So it's November 26, the day after Thanksgiving (which I spend babysitting), and it's snowing. I am no longer a snow virgin. This plus the winter carnival thing down the Champs Elysees towards Place de la Concorde make me feel like I'm in the North Pole. Cue Christmas music.
Sadly, it seems to be stopping, and the sky is clearing up, so I won't be able to walk around in it or anything (it will probably just be wet and slippery by the time I leave my apartment) but I have a feeling this won't be our last encounter.