I’ve been feeling so french.
The cigarettes on the balcony.
The walking around the house in our underwear.
Spending hours in the terraces.
How laid back it feels.
The paper bags.
The minimalistic yet messy rooms.
The music and the time to enjoy it.
The two kisses on the cheeks.
The red wine (Oh God, the wine!) and the cheese.
The deep passion and love for life.
(Who knew all my wrong choices would bring me to such an amazing place.)