I have long been obsessed with the surprisingly relaxed setting of Parisian sidewalk cafes. The crowds of patrons leisurely seated in the charming multi-colored wicker chairs among the hustle bustle of the City of Lights presents something so elusive to an outsider. I love the idea that you are surrounded by centuries deep of culture while smoking a cigarette, sipping a glass of local wine, and eating the smelliest cheese they can make. Ugh...It has just been way way way too long since I have been there. I must find a way to get abroad soon.
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