Men's Fragrance
Having a male roommate brings a lot of new things to life... one of which is man-smells. I have become semi-obsessed with Chris' cologne "Brit" by Burberry. Before heading out on the town, I have to sneek into his bedroom and spritz on its deliciousness. And yes, it gets the job done.
Buses
I used to be a metro gal. And well, it still holds a place in my heart... but a tiny bit smaller place than the bus. The Parisian bus system is just as developed as its metro, a tad bit more complicated to navigate, but its effing wonderful. When you stare out of the window, instead of seeing concrete walls covered in dust and sketch-tastic lights, you see boulangeries, fluffy dogs, and the Eiffel Tower --- no real comparison. And, when it's bloody cold outside and the idea of a walking tour of Paris makes you want to cry, the ceiling-to-waist windows of the buses are a perfect alternative. I suggest the route 63 - it hits all the big beauties of Paree.
Bridges
There is something super magical about them bridges. This is a photo I took in Toulouse this past weekend of Le Pont Neuf, which borders the wondrous Prairie des Filtres. The entire weekend there was wonderful, but this bridge was definitely a highlight. I just get really happy when I am on a bridge, there is a certain mysteriosity about it. In Paris, all of the bridges going to and from Île de la Cité are splendid: Petit Pont, Pont Neuf, Pont Notre Dame, et autres.
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Buses
I used to be a metro gal. And well, it still holds a place in my heart... but a tiny bit smaller place than the bus. The Parisian bus system is just as developed as its metro, a tad bit more complicated to navigate, but its effing wonderful. When you stare out of the window, instead of seeing concrete walls covered in dust and sketch-tastic lights, you see boulangeries, fluffy dogs, and the Eiffel Tower --- no real comparison. And, when it's bloody cold outside and the idea of a walking tour of Paris makes you want to cry, the ceiling-to-waist windows of the buses are a perfect alternative. I suggest the route 63 - it hits all the big beauties of Paree.
Bridges
There is something super magical about them bridges. This is a photo I took in Toulouse this past weekend of Le Pont Neuf, which borders the wondrous Prairie des Filtres. The entire weekend there was wonderful, but this bridge was definitely a highlight. I just get really happy when I am on a bridge, there is a certain mysteriosity about it. In Paris, all of the bridges going to and from
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