A Myriad of Culture

He walks! He talks! We counted 41 steps without falling today.

International tourism ads on French CNN are really weird. They're in English, since it's an Anglophone channel, but have all sorts of weird translation errors. In Warsaw, apparently, you can find "a myriad of culture."

I walked home in the dark tonight--only 6:30, but dark--while Jonathan took care of Tristram. I can't remember the last time I walked somewhere by myself at night. I miss it. Especially with the lights reflecting on the Seine, and the moon finally out after a few days of rain, and the sky so clear and the air so clean from the rain...We even had a nice sunset, which is exceedingly rare in France. It was only the second real sunset we've had the whole time we've been here.

I want to stay because I can walk by the Seine at night after the rain clears.

I want to leave because I miss sunsets.