-Late night kebab stands - they're restaurants set up like a chain pizza store. You go in, you order, you sit in a tiny waiting area and try not to make eye contact with strangers, then you eat a delicious kebab.
-Dog Sandwich- it's a sandwich shop that's open for 3 hours a day and sells 40 kinds of sandwiches on narrow baguettes. Weirdest one I've had so far? Fried onions, honey, and smoked ham. (My favorite.)
-Narrow streets- they're meant for horses and carriages, so cars/people/sidewalks have a different set of social rules.
-Cobblestones- pretty on the eyes, hard on the feet.
-Mismatched architecture- the old and the 'not quite as old' live side by side. Sometimes I find streets that look like beautiful brick and stone boxes stacked by a child.
-Open air markets- there's not a lot of racism toward black people, but Muslims, and almost no French go to their Wazemmes market on Sundays. But I do, and the food is amazing.
-Gypsies- Disney lied. But calm gypsies that beg on the street are much better than drunken hobos that live in the KFC parking lot.
-Balconies in the heart of the city- take the boxes I talked about earlier and add ornate balconies and pretty glass windows.
-Learning French- it's exhausting, but I'm getting better. Except I've started to forget some English words like 'Balcony.'
I've got a huge calendar of social events today (lunch at noon, but it's with a French person, so I feel like I'm a brave social butterfly) so I'm signing off!
