La Belle Epoque:
1. I love, love, love the tiny alleyways. America cannot ever find any way to make any town as charming as those little alleys in Europe. There’s just something about the brick walkway, window flowerboxes, and the stone buildings that makes it distinctly European.
2. That carousel is equally haunting and beautiful.
3. Let’s move here.
Here are the thoughts that crossed my mind as I browsed through
“English Enchantment”:
1: We need to go back RIGHT NOW.
2: Oscar Wilde made it onto your blog!
3: For holding up your camera, aimlessly pointing at your subjetct, and clicking, these pictures are freaking awesome.
4. Oh come on, Susan would NOT have posted pictures and not included Portobello Road… come on, it has to be here somewhere… I’m waiting… PORTOBELLO ROAD!!!
Sarah: I’m going to respond to your comment much like I do to your emails, so beware
La Belle Epoque:
1) All of Europe enchants me. I don’t know whether it’s those narrow alleyways with the window boxes and streetlamps, or the cobblestone paths and hidden corners, the history or the culture that is in the air, with every breath, but I completely agree. There’s something about France, much like your England, that calls to me, that makes it seem very much like a second home, where I belong. Someday, someday…
2) It was under construction and not working. Coincidentally, because of that, I had those very same thoughts. Sad, haunting, but beautiful just the same. I doubt had it been working it would have created such an atmosphere. Ironically, that was also at the fortress, a place of great history and once-upon-a-time, great violence. The correlation also adds to that, I think.
3) Yespleasethankyou.
English Enchantment:
1) Seeing as those were pretty much our words RIGHT BEFORE WE BOOKED THE FLIGHT ON A WHIM, I’m game. We wanted adventure and we got it — our first time on our own overseas as adults. I feel like a kid on a carnival ride. Let’s do it again!
2) Of course he did! It would have been a shame if I left him out, he was one of the best surprises on the trip!
3) I told you there was method to my madness.
4) Ha! I was even humming the song when I was posting that one, just for you! When we go back (when), I’m singing Chim-Chim-Cheree on the London Eye and Feed the Birds on the steps of St. Paul’s. Again.
1) All of Europe enchants me. I don’t know whether it’s those narrow alleyways with the window boxes and streetlamps, or the cobblestone paths and hidden corners, the history or the culture that is in the air, with every breath, but I completely agree. There’s something about France, much like your England, that calls to me, that makes it seem very much like a second home, where I belong. Someday, someday…
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"I truly believe that the Universe sends us the people we need in our lives when we need them the most. Some people have starring roles and never quite leave the stage, even if they step off to stage right momentarily, and others simply have walk-on parts and abbreviated dialogue. All contribute to shaping the complete storyline." — Sarah, As Our Lives Change
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La Belle Epoque:
1. I love, love, love the tiny alleyways. America cannot ever find any way to make any town as charming as those little alleys in Europe. There’s just something about the brick walkway, window flowerboxes, and the stone buildings that makes it distinctly European.
2. That carousel is equally haunting and beautiful.
3. Let’s move here.
Here are the thoughts that crossed my mind as I browsed through
“English Enchantment”:
1: We need to go back RIGHT NOW.
2: Oscar Wilde made it onto your blog!
3: For holding up your camera, aimlessly pointing at your subjetct, and clicking, these pictures are freaking awesome.
4. Oh come on, Susan would NOT have posted pictures and not included Portobello Road… come on, it has to be here somewhere… I’m waiting… PORTOBELLO ROAD!!!
Sarah: I’m going to respond to your comment much like I do to your emails, so beware
La Belle Epoque:
1) All of Europe enchants me. I don’t know whether it’s those narrow alleyways with the window boxes and streetlamps, or the cobblestone paths and hidden corners, the history or the culture that is in the air, with every breath, but I completely agree. There’s something about France, much like your England, that calls to me, that makes it seem very much like a second home, where I belong. Someday, someday…
2) It was under construction and not working. Coincidentally, because of that, I had those very same thoughts. Sad, haunting, but beautiful just the same. I doubt had it been working it would have created such an atmosphere. Ironically, that was also at the fortress, a place of great history and once-upon-a-time, great violence. The correlation also adds to that, I think.
3) Yespleasethankyou.
English Enchantment:
1) Seeing as those were pretty much our words RIGHT BEFORE WE BOOKED THE FLIGHT ON A WHIM, I’m game. We wanted adventure and we got it — our first time on our own overseas as adults. I feel like a kid on a carnival ride. Let’s do it again!
2) Of course he did! It would have been a shame if I left him out, he was one of the best surprises on the trip!
3) I told you there was method to my madness.
4) Ha! I was even humming the song when I was posting that one, just for you! When we go back (when), I’m singing Chim-Chim-Cheree on the London Eye and Feed the Birds on the steps of St. Paul’s. Again.
1) All of Europe enchants me. I don’t know whether it’s those narrow alleyways with the window boxes and streetlamps, or the cobblestone paths and hidden corners, the history or the culture that is in the air, with every breath, but I completely agree. There’s something about France, much like your England, that calls to me, that makes it seem very much like a second home, where I belong. Someday, someday…
+1