Ten small things I love about being in Paris.
The art that can express anything.
The beauty in the roughness.
Collecting rocks (instead of my daily seashell collection.)
The Metro. I miss public transportation.
The smelly cheese.
The book shops with stories.
The pigeon lady that is in front of Notre Dame. She will put the bird feed in your hair if you aren't watching.
The small cafes to write and sketch.
To sit and ponder on the Seine.
love this city.