You know it's cold when...

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I wear my coat inside.
It's one of my pet peeves in life. Seriously. I hatez it.

Any way, I'm passing a relaxing Friday evening in a cafe, alone, and yet I'm still happy. (The mec is visiting his pops.) This is city life. This is tranquility.
For now.

I have 5 full days left in Paris, have no idea when I'll be back, and am feeling appropriately unfortunate. I am so lucky and blessed to have passed so much time here. And, I feel it's a testament to my dedication to Francophilia (or is it a knock to my cerebral intelligence? haha) that I'm currently having issues typing this in English while thinking in and surrounded by French.

I know it's silly but I'm also proud of having been pretty thrifty and smart about my money the last 6 weeks. And to celebrate this, for Christmas, I'm doing 2 really "extravagant" things for Mourad that he's gonna hate, haha. (I'm justifying it by the fact that I have no idea when I'll be back and these are things I've wanted to do for a long time.)

Chose disposieuse numero 1: Saturday night
Dinner for 2 at La Duree on the Champs.

Chose disposieuse numero 2: Tuesday night
Dinner cruise on the Seine (I know, so cheesyyyyy).

I'm excited--about the next few days--but it's bittersweet.

I'm looking forward to seeing everyone at home, too. And my treadmill. Oh dear. That'll be quite the reunion...having gone from running 40+ miles a week to like 5. And eating delicious things.

OH WELL, C'EST LA VIE, MIRIGHT?

P.S. Happy holidays. : ) Photo from here.