A Number's Game

Sometimes I start to count things around the city, for no other reason than to practice my French numbers. Since Paris is huge so there is a ton of things to count and today, for some reason, I remember most of what i counted. It was also our first really rainy day. But rain aside, I like to think of my counting like those stupid mastercard commercials, except reading to the end isn't priceless. I'm secretly taking your time. And everybody knows time=money, so sorry. Anyways onto some numbers:

1. sun sightings.
2. the number of Jeep Wranglers on the road.
3. classes
4. the number of times i had to take the bus across town.
5. slips around the city.*
45 minutes spent hiding in a Starbucks with my homework and warm coffee.
2.90 the price of my dinner
27 dogs, most walking others soiling the streets.
and
1 butterfly toothpick that found its way into my hair!

* (slips are just that: slips, but not falls. And i was wearing sneakers with proper traction, however Paris is so old that everything is worn and slippery. I have no idea how all the other women wear heels or slippery flats. i literally slipped walking in the bus and on a flat-like tree protector and several other places.)


A Rainy Paris Night. And see that weird shiny disco ball in the background? That has pictures and a story to accompany it later. But I want to make sure you'll all come back, so i'm leaving that sentence as a little teaser. :)

A Crazy close-up of me, that shows an observant eye the red glitter butterfly.

And me holding the butterfly in my largish hands. Really they are not that big, but in Parisian pictures they tend to want to show off and become larger than life. I'm working on keeping them dainty.

That's all the numbers i can remember now in no particular order. Next time I'll have crafty things like the number of people in Paris or the distance between myself and people far away or maybe time or whatever. Now is not crafty thinking time, its actually past bedtime. Hope everyone's having fun and staying warm!