Paris. I want to climb the stairs of the Eiffel tower until I am forbidden to go any further. I want to eat cheese and drink wine because that is the stereotype of the frenchies. I want to draw a mustache on my index finger and put that finger above my lip so I look like a suave Frenchman. I want to walk the streets at night with the golden lights to guide my way. Paris. One magical day.
French cafes that face outward for great scenery watching, which are also cozy, little, with quality ambiance details &, of course, quality food... as such♥