Postcard from Paris

I arrived in Paris on a beautiful Saturday morning in the 18th arrondissement.

I found my way haphazardly to my girlfriend Julia's flat using broken French and my smile!

I opened the gate to paradise...

and documented myself in the mirror to make sure this was all real.

I rode the metro from Chateau Rouge to Palais Royal to find my Paris daydream.

I found it!

I took my goodies to the Pompidou...

and sat soaking up the sunshine.

I ate the most delicious ham and swiss quiche!

Then devoured it...

I watched the Alexander Calder spinning above me...

and eventually wandered to my single most favorite art piece in Paris.

I strolled to the Tuileries Garden...

and remembered all the things I ever loved about Paris.

I watched the French being French...

and pictured myself riding a golden horse through the streets of Paris.

I found my stride when landing on Rue Saint-Honore...

and saw inspiration in every shop window!

including this one...

I stumbled upon this view...

and finally found the source of my macaron obsession. 

Here I saw life through pastel colored glasses.

Tea for one please!

I said goodbye to my friends at Laduree...

and discovered spoons falling from the sky.

I found the missing obelisk from my trip to Luxor, Egypt this past April.

Then stopped for drinks with a real Frenchie at Hotel Costes

The next morning the train awaited but I left my heart in Paris!