"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

22.3.12

Fumiyo turns a 15min presentation into an hour
long exposition on…I think Japanese characters.
Happy child.
 First day in shorts without tights since september and my legs joyously sucked in as much air as possible. We strolled comfortably in shorts to the Luxembourg Garden to scour the crowded park for a chair in the sunshine. Before closing my eyes, I witnessed a remarkable procession of children dressed as flowers and bumblebees parading around the fountain. Just when I thought the spectacle was finished, the ladybugs and butterflies filed by with their adult escorts, trying to keep pace with the lilies and roses ahead. I reclined there until a chiming clock informed me that my grammaire class had just begun. Luckily I was only 5-10 minutes away.

1 comment:

  1. Miss you Em, but I love reading your blog! I wish I could come visit you and see all these places you speak of. But alas, life does not always go as we plan, amiright?

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