Revisiting France

I got mail!  And not just any sort of mail, mail from France.  This, my friends, is the best mail of all.

You see, a few years ago I took part of my summer to study abroad in France, in a little town called Angers (pronounced ahn-jey) to be exact.  It was the single best decision of my college career.  (For my young youth kids reading the blog, I will surely encourage y'all to do so as well.)  I stayed with the most incredible host family and I often miss them, where I lived, and how I lived.  Since it costs me an arm and a leg to go there, the next best thing I have are the letters, postcards, and trinkets my French family sends me.  Oh, USPS, sometimes I do love you...when you bring packages in one piece and don't open my friends' mail.  Yes, this has happened.

And I digress.  Any how, here are some reminiscent pictures from my trip.  There's just something so special about these streets beyond the walkable pâtisseries and H&M that always seemed to beckon me.  (You see, back when I lived in Texas we didn't have an H&M.)  I hope one day soon I'll find my way back there.

view from my bedroom window

walking the streets of Paris

 

me in Paris || {image source: colours of the soul}