You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

-Mary Oliver

Friday, 14 March 2008

Paris, je t'adore

Ah, this city. This incredible, breath-taking city of sights, smells, tastes (and European keyboards, which are slowing me down considerably on the typing front.) I am experiencing Paris as never before, and I have Michael and Sylvain to thank.

You'll hear the story of Michael and Sylvain once I'm home in London and can type more than 3 words a minute, but suffice it to say for the moment that I am surrounded by a beautiful language, full of incredible food, and blessed with new, amazing and generous friends. Vive Paris!

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