How do I describe this goodbye...

Sitting in Paris with another headache/beginning of a migraine=no fun.
However, I'm still sitting in Paris. I love love love this city. So very much. Je t'aime Paris.

To recap on the last couple of days though...
After mountain day on Sunday we spent the next Monday doing literally nothing around the house in Plascassier. We were very productive and did our laundry, finally, and then when Emilie got home from school she walked us around Ville de Grasse, an itty bitty village on top of a hill nearby. It was were the elementary school was and some cute parks whose swings and other playground toys we played with for awhile. Afterwards we went back to the house, ate some dinner...and I think James and I watched a movie, I honestly can't remember.
The next day we called "Tomoraco" because we were planning on going to Monaco, but alas, we woke up too late and missed the bus from Valbonne Village. After sitting around at home, again, Julien, a boy who rents a room downstairs, came home from work and was able to take us to Moans-Sartoux, where we were able to catch a bus into Cannes. We just went to the beach in Cannes and then decided that we wanted crepes from this Fenocchi stand that we like in Nice, so we hopped on the bus to Nice for 30 minutes, grabbed ice cream and crepes, walked along the beach promenade, then caught our bus back to Valbonne.
We called Wednesday "Tomoraco" again, but then we missed the bus, AGAIN. So we ended up figuring out a way to get to Nice even though we missed the bus. It took us twice as long, but we worked out the connections like pros, and were in Nice by 2pm. However, we decided it was too late to go to Monaco, so we just had another day in Nice, where we went to our favorite crepe and ice cream stand, our favorite boulangerie, and our favorite overlook of Nice, at the top of the Chateau.
That night we had to most amazing dinner of our lives.
Lisiane had invited some people over, and made rice with shrimp and fish and chicken and corn and veggies and it was so yummy. It was served with some yummy rose wine as well. In addition, we had AMAZING crepes for dessert, with nutella and jelly and whipped cream and brown sugar and confectioner's sugar and lemon juice as choices for toppings. I actually got to make majority of the crepes, which was awesome! (So roomies, watch out). James and I passed out that night, and tried to make it through a movie after our sugar coma, lol, but we were just so happy and overwhelmed we literally sat rubbing our tummies and sighing. It was the most perfect send off dinner.

We called Thursday "Tomoraco" and we actually got up in time, made the bus, and finally made it to Nice and then took the connection to Monaco. This was not before going to our favorite boulangerie, then our favorite crepe/glace shop, then our favorite glace vendor. We're crazy, I know.

So we ended up only getting about 2 hours in Monaco, but it was just beautiful. We walked through the Monte Carlo Casino picture and took pictures through our fingers that will be permanent only in our minds because we didn't bring our cameras. We sat at an overlook in front of the Casino that looked out over the cruise ships and the yachts in the harbor. We ate another pastry and made up stories about the lives we would lead as rich people with boats. We walked along the coast line and then up some random stairway that actually were steps along a cliff near a Grace Kelly monument. Monaco was so beautiful, but way too expensive and flashy for us. Lol.

After taking the bus home we had to rush to pack because our bus connections were late and got us home at 8:00 and we had an 8:30 train. Oy vey! So we rushed and said hurried goodbyes (which was so sad) and Jack drove us to the next stop on the line, in Cannes, so we could be sure to make our train.
After getting some food in Cannes, we finally got on our eleven hour train to Paris. It didn't seem so bad this time around, although my neck issues have only progressed through the days (please pray, it's been so painful lately).
But we woke up in Paris, which is just a beautiful thing to behold.
Oh city, how I love thee.

Today, after getting back in to Jessica's apartment in Courbevoie (with our French Canadien and Indonesian friends, again! Yay!) and after doing some grocery shopping, I left with Alessa and Michelle (the canadiens) to do some thrift shopping.
Oh. Em. Gee.

I found the jackpot of thrift shopping in Marais today. Places like Freepstar just littered the streets of Marais. I was actually overwhelmed because it was like every single store was vintage heaven. I settled on a black scarf and a white scarf that I got for a euro each, but I'm definetly going back tomorrow and hardcore sifting until I find the pieces I want (Dana, Whitney, Jess B., Kate, Crystal, Angela, and all my other vintage store owning friends, this store would make you joyfully cry, I'm sure).

Tomorrow Paris explodes.

I really need to get rest for it because tomorrow will be non-stop until 7am in the morning. Please pray I am physically able to do it, because Nuit Blanche is going to be so sick.

After shopping at Marais today we walked around the Louvre and then walked around the Montparnasse area and then back to the Latin Quarter for a bit. I got to take the girls to Shakespeare and Co and this really awesome used bookstore/cd store/vinyl shop that I love (Boulinier). While walking through the streets you can just see that the city is ready, stages are set, screens are prepped and ready to go; tomorrow night Paris is gonna be crazy.
The guides for the night are in every Metro stop, everyone's talking about it...EEE I can not wait.

So until then...bonne nuit!

I will try to write tomorrow...the day after tomorrow morning...but perhaps the next time I write will be in Berlin. On Sunday after hitting up all the museums for free (first Sundays, woo), James and I will hop on another night train to Berlin, where we will be staying with my friend Thomas' friend. I think next week will be the start of the insanity.
Bring it. :)