Paris

We're in Paris again. Only it's a miniature Paris. (maybe because we are thinking about a trip to Montreal?) Everything is awash in fog. The streets are barely visible. I search the skyline for the Eiffel Tower and its light barely twinkles through the dense fog. The lights are the color of moonstone. It is also much smaller. I stand just a few hundred feet from it and it is not overwhelming at all. I walk up stone steps and turn back and the twinkly lights are just barely visible. The streets are crowded with young people laughing and mingling about.