There is no way to describe the feeling I got yesterday looking out the airplane window as we were landing in the airport. I was returning from my five day holiday in Nice, France, home of the sparking water, bright buildings, clear sky and sunshine. To go from that back to Canada-- home of snow, soggy winter boots, running noses and chain smoking poutine eating bus driving Quebecers was not in any way pleasant.
But I will always have my memories, and of course, my souvenirs-- which I will be sure to post pictures of once I get around to it-- to remind me of the five days I spent in paradise.
My Favourite Place in the World.
The Flea Market
Me in Monte Carlo
Lovely French Lingerie
11 comments:
you are too lucky. god pucci, sexy lingerie, monte carlo... fantabulous dearest
MARIEL! i missed you. those places look sooo pretty! wow, i would hate comming back to...
MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
it's impossible for me to be more jealous of you right now....
MONTE CARLO LOOKS AMAZING
france really doesn't compare to anything else
That Title is from Philips Stark light, isn't it ? With a Gold Kalashnikov
The title I got from a Beatles song
Sorry, I just plagiarised your blog title, mines called Happiness is a Warm Gun too. Great minds think alike.
Ahh Quebec. You gotta love it as much as you hate it; that's the rule, isn't it?
France has some beautiful things, I'm jealous. I pass by three McDonalds, a KFC, and ten or so cheap acrylic nail salons, on the way to school, how beautiful is that?
beautiful pictures! sounds like an excellent time
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