I wrote something about Paris & then deleted it. My first experience in Paris (when I was the tender age of 18) was not great. I was robbed, I was on a diet of ensalad & coke-a-cola, the Louvre was closed. You get the picture.
This time was different. I have a husband. We made friends, the Lourve was open & well, I am older (perhaps not wiser, but at least I was able to order something other than lettuce). I won't go so far as to say that I fell in love with Paris - but we came to an understanding (you feel me?). The last trip is water under the bridge; now we have made nice & who knows, maybe the next time we meet, we can become lovers? Fingers crossed.
Never ending line in Versailles.
I want to recreate this bouquet in the mural at Versailles. Looks like something Saipua would do, so naturally I want to emulate it.
A rare moment "alone" in Versailles.