Pont Lafayette

Les dernières 48 heures

Paris


Afternoon picnic at Parc Monceau


With too much apple juice


and pollen.


"But he's got two strikes, so don't get his order wronggg !"

8 hour layover in London


Listened to the "And Don't the Kids Just Love It" album on the tube because it was only fitting to do so. Felt awesome.


Had breakfast and tea at the Wolseley. Photography was unfortunately not permitted within the premises, so you'll have to go there and see for yourself!




Overheard at Green Park: "Saaaaalope! Connard! J'aime ces mots."
— "cool" French teenager sitting behind these lawn chairs


Overheard at Dover Street Market: "And I was like, 'Oh, this is REAL H&M.' Har Har Har"
— snooty sales associate


...and then I managed to catch my flight back to the States. See you next year, Europe!

Crummy Negative Scanner

Rue de Béam

You know

Versailles

On the way to the picnic

Explorers

La Maison de Victor Hugo

VII, Nº 1

Vertical

Bits of Lyon

Drinking by the Rhône at sunset


Subpar, lukewarm beer. Yum.






Croix-Rousse before the rain

Autour le sud

Le Sud

MMX

"Nos rapports n'étaient pas sans tendresse, elle me coupait d'une main tremblotante les ongles des pieds et moi je lui frottais la croupe avec du baume Bengué."

Really, Samuel Beckett, really? I can't stomach this book anymore.

Transition

These are miscellaneous shots from my bedroom window at one of my favorite hours of the day. I wish I was able to write more, but "Wonderwall" is blaring from the radio at the moment and I can't think properly. I'm currently in the main apartment (where the internet is steady) and I regret not bringing my headphones. Before I conclude this post, I just wanted to remark on two things:

1) I really enjoy gradients in the sky
2) I need to stop looking directly into the sun