adieu. parting is - how do you say? - such sweet sorrow...

In a matter of mere hours I'll be hoping to plane to France. Well, actually I'll be hoping a plane to Washington DC, then waiting for several hours, then hoping a plane to France. But, nonetheless, I'll be there in roughly twelve hours or so. I'm so excited I could spit. I hope Parisians won't be too annoyed at the fact that I haven't bothered to learn one single French phrase or basic salutation. But if they are, who cares? I'm in Paris, baby!

I'll be back Monday. With pictures.