However, I'm a college student now. And just as when I was a student
First there's the Parc Jourdan. On a beautiful, sunny day...which is most days...I just want to "park it".
It's a great place to study but I really want to do this...
Then there's the flower shop. When my favorite vendor at the market stops selling her garden sunflowers for 5 euros a bunch, this will be more difficult to pass up. Because a house SHOULD have flowers in it at all times!
And then I have to pass this scene...at least 4 or 5 times depending upon which route I take. Yesterday, I was not strong.
When I arrive at Cours Mirabeau I have to walk past about 5 cafes that call my name...my favorite is Le Grillon.
And of course, there are the shoe stores. My little problem is boots. OMG! I WANT them all! This is a lifelong weakness that has only been exacerbated by living in France.
Why the hell do they leave their doors open? It's an evil trap, that's all I'm sayin'!
Then of course, there are at least 5 lingerie stores on the way. This has never been a weakness before...but France has changed that!
If I were to fall to my need (okay...want) to own this little set, it would put me out to the tune of 150 euros.
Then, just when I think I'm out of the woods, there is Place Richelme. A coffee and a little people watching can't hurt, can it? But no...I must keep moving.
then there's the wine store... the ice cream shop...more boots, more bakeries, the roasted chestnut vendor...
and when the finish line is finally in sight... there is one more shoe store. And this pair of red boots. I'm hoping they will eventually just go away so I can wipe the drool off my mouth and think about more important things. Like world peace.
But I have not succumbed. And just as the smell of victory begins to waft beneath my nostrils, I need to walk through the Place de Marie. And between the sunshine, the jazz musicians playing under the Plane tree, and the cafe crême that I must have...as a reward for walking past those red boots, I cannot stop myself from sitting down to delay...for just a few moments...writing my paper that's due tomorrow morning.
I guess I won't have to worry about visitors diverting me from my studies. I have (almost) proven how strong I can really be! However, it would be nice if they brought a little Ritalin with them in their carry-ons.