It's only been two weeks since my return from Europe and somehow it already feels like a faraway dream! At least I have my memories of it, and they look just like an Ellen Von Unwerth short and are as heartbreakingly beautiful as Dylan Mackay in season 1 of 90210.
(I'm not in love with a fictional character......)
This morning my walk to the metro actually had me fearing for my life. Where once there were streets now there are skating rinks and the steps up from Ste Marguerite to that little alley that leads to the metro might as well have been set up for a luge race!
I did make it alive thank God, with time to spare to snap some pictures of the ice in the trees (one of my favourite winter sights).
The whole thing looked so fairy tale like it got me thinking about how I never really did post very many pictures of my trip on my blog! So I spent my morning at work setting up little frames and stuff (be forgiving, I'm just learning how to use Adobe and I'm self taught!) to show you guys some of my favourite shots from Paris.
I'll have to cover Nice and Spain in later posts because the pictures are still on Mike's computer.