Walk into a cafe in Paris and order un café, and you will get the smallest cup of coffee you have ever encountered (not unlike the tea set you had when you were three). Although surprised, and feeling kind of jipped, I sipped on my 2.40 Euro mouthful of concentrated caffeine, and found that I quite liked it; not leaving me with the feeling of an empty meal the way a venti Starbucks Mocha Coconut Double Chocolate Chip Frappuccino does. You end up not mindlessly annihilating a mass of sugary ice only to remember what you were consuming when you start inhaling air rather than caramel out of your straw. Rather, you sip and enjoy every mouthful of undisguised flavor. Great value often comes in compact packages.
Much beauty was observed on my second day, as I literally wore the soles off my boots wandering and exploring.
In the middle of a small town, with broken concrete tiles, a carrousel lit up my eager childlike face. Sit back and take in the colours of Paris.
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Nicci - I love the picture of the Louvre! Looks like you're having a great time :-)
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