Rainy Parisian Saturday

It rained all Saturday in Paris. Escondido and I were soaked by the time we headed back to his res hall. We wandered not all over the city, but pretty close to it. (It felt like it, anyway. We hit up most of the touristy bits.) He's super tall and takes these giant strides that I just couldn't keep up with. I felt a bit like a child, jogging after him every few steps to catch up.

And Parisian food. God, there was so much food, and it was so good. Palmiers, chocolate eclairs, pain au sucre, crepes, paninis. We ate enough food that by about three in the afternoon my stomach went, "Ohhhh, gawd, you've done it again..."

And I accidentally dripped the contents of my cinnamon-sugar crepe all over my pants as we hung out and ate on the banks of the Seine. Mmmm, sugar-pants.