A Beautiful Hello
I write to you from pretty Paris. What a nice alliteration! I am sitting on a terrace on Ile St Louis, looking towards the HΓ΄tel de Ville, and reading Newsweek’s special commemorative Obama edition. Obama’s pretty too, but in a different way than Paris. π
I have so far had a most pleasant time, but I shall write about that upon my return. Right now I just wanted to do a “here I am” entry (cuz I can, you know, having an iPhone ‘n’ all).
An arguing British couple just walked past. He was pretty loud. He kept saying “you did not…”, but I could not make out what she did not do.
Now I have ordered a Croque Madame. Maybe I will go back to gushing over Obama. Tho maybe I should not let him distract me from the beauty of Paris? I managed to get my mum to try the bikes btw! She was a bit hesitant at first you see, but I’ve won her over. She even said she’d exercise in Lux so she gets better next time.
And I’m not as sore as I was last time! π
I must come back soon. But to start with I have another day tomorrow. π Rejoice with me!
Goodnight!!!!!