|The cutest thing carved in marble you will ever see.|
|Boots don't come in their size.|
|This way to the bog!|
I also kept an eye out for lambs nursing. Yes. You read that right. Lambs nursing. I promise you that this is, in fact, the cutest thing you will ever see. If you take a carved marble Puss in Boots, put it in a cute-ometer, amplify its cuteness by 10000000x, have Anne bloody Geddes photograph it with some babies dressed as flowers and vegetables, and then put on your cute glasses to look at it, you might come close to the cuteness of lambs nursing. I am actually not one to be swayed by cuteness (except in marble), but damn if lambs nursing didn't make me squeal with joy. They actually spin their tails with glee. They SPIN THEIR TAILS. Seriously.
|The English are coming!! With bad art!!|
We did catch our train, and celebrated our return to Paris by experiencing a number of Paris' most revered cultural institutions: the Jardin du Luxembourg, Notre Dame, Sainte-Chapelle, Sacre Coeur, the Louvre, and the cheese-covered hot dog. While including the cheese-covered hot dog on this list might appear as if I am being purposely comedic--don't be fooled. The French hot dog is covered with a truly monumental amount of cheese.
|Le hot dog fromage.|
|Me and Delacroix rocking our hair. Please note my Morgana-inspired ponytail.|
|Ne touchez pas!!|
|"Nice job on the bog snorkle, dude. "|
That would have been a great ending shot, but I did spend several days in the Welsh countryside, so . . . Mom, this is for you.
|Flowers with magnificent backdrop of lush Welsh landscape. Cheers.|