Wistful

I miss Paris.

I miss the subway stations, La Seine, Le Pont Neuf…
I miss the nutella crepes, the baguette sandwiches, the pain au chocolates…
I miss the fashionable ladies, the suave men and the cute pooches so many Parisians walk around with…
I miss the sidewalk cafés, Le Louvre and how La Tour Eiffel looks at night...
I miss the “bonjour” people say to each other, stranger or not…
I miss the “merci, bonne journee” cashiers say to you after you’ve paid for your purchase…
I miss the “pardon” the French say when you’re in their way…

And I miss Nice.

I miss the apartment K was staying in and where I bunked for a whole month...
I miss the big supermarket we did our marketing at...
I miss cooking our own meals while we were there...
I miss the Promenade des Anglais, Vieux Nice, Cours Saleya...
I miss my favourite restaurant there Pasta Basta...
I miss taking the local buses and trams there...


*wistful* ......