Today I went to a little cafe and had a cup of hot chocolate. I read some Sense and Sensibility while I sipped my HC. It was complete bliss and I felt so Parisian. The sun was shining and people were walking by with their baguettes and little puppies. Just like out of a movie.
Then my perfect moment was killed by two guys who sat down and started to smoke. That is probably the main thing I don't appreciate about France {okay and the dog-whatever EVERYWHERE}. Even teens smoke. It's so foul. And it's a moment killer. I had to leave because it made me sick.
I guess that makes it a true French experience.
-M
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