flyingnakedtofu

As I wake to birds singing and purple flowers dripping down the side walks of Paris, I fall in love. When I forget I live in a fairytale complete with pastel fences and cobble stone streets, all I need to do is look out my window. I sleep on my roof top with a bottle of Pastis and speak with the neighbors about what a beautiful day it is. We stroll down the canal in the evenings and lay next to the water when it gets dark. Shimmers of excitement shoot down my arms and I wake to the sun pressing me into the sheets with it's caress.







(simon in the reflection)





places you never knew had tables put them out on the streets. This is around the corner from my house.



Simon and I found out way to Babylone



Typical French guys hanging out on the streets



The park near my house



Parc Floral












and if you want to come and visit me, I will be hanging out at the end of metro line 5, stop: Hoche