"There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were nor how it was changed nor with what difficulties nor with what ease it could be reached. It was worth it and we received a return for whatever we brought to it." Hemingway

10.2.12

Maybe -5°C isn't cold enough or maybe it's because it's Paris. Either way, the city expects us to dress fashionably for winter, submitting thinly clad legs and exposed faces to discomforting temperatures whenever we dare to exit our confining apartments.

Upon arriving in Geneva, Switzerland yesterday, I happily discovered that the weather has reached the "whatever makes you warm" stage. As a result, I've reveled in walks through the frigid air and glittering trees in miss-matched accessories and anything and everything that keeps the cold out.

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