Its so sad to leave Paris....

After 3 days in Paris is hard to come back home... Actually I was looking forward to see my dogs.. but I woke up this morning very agrivated with the dry weather of the Jura. I was so happy to see night life, restaurants, culture, people... I felt ALIVE. As my uncle said.. J' ai besoin d' une picure.. (I need a fix).. so I will have to go in a regular basis to Paris to survive the Jura solitude. Wine, food, VARIETY.. this is what I need... Variety!

It' s raining in France

I am wondering if the snow is over... For the first time in my whole life I had the opportunity to spend time in the snow. Even being half french I had never been in Europe in the winter. Very used to the weather in Brazil and in the US (we will talk about this later) the cold was a surprise for me. I felt like an onion. Layers and layers of clothes... looking fat.. or maybe just feeling fat ... a Brazilian bikini is definitely much sexier than pants, shirts, jackets, coats and so on.

I am planning a weekend trip to Paris. Excited ! I have never been there with my daughter and husband... Actually they have never been there. My daughter is super excited, on the other hand my hubby does not show much of an excitement...But I DO NEED TO GO. I feel that I am trapped in this small town in the countryside of France, where there is no nightlife, no nice restaurants, no bars. All I can see now from my window is: umbrellas, coats, boots.

Ok ok ok. It is a beautiful region. There are valleys, mountains, ski stations, wines and cheese. oh! nature too, under the snow.. but it is there. I now.. I am sure.