amour

I don't have a lot to report today. And that's a good thing. I pretty much just wandered around Paris yesterday. I don't know where my comfort level comes from here. Perhaps because of my basic knowledge of French from middle and high school (not good, but enough to generally get along and converse on a basic level), or maybe just because the city is so full of details and mixtures of life everywhere - and you can just walk in any direction and find things to see, or maybe because walking aimlessly like that seems to be safe in all directions at all times. I don't know how a city with so many alleys and little roads and so many people in such a small place manages to get along so safely and peacefully. Of course, I understand the same level of safety doesn't exist in the suburbs. Probably my smallest joy of the night was ordering a crepe of oeuf, jambon, et fromage in the shadow of the Centre Pompidou (one of my favorite buildings) at nearly 3am with the streets full of people. I find it hard not to love Paris.