the french way of life...(in normandy)

... is also quiet, contemplative and full of galettes and crepes!

after paris, rosh came to lug me back to her part of france, normandy, more specifically, rouen, where i basically squatted at her dorm for a good 5 nights, got fed, fed and FED.

rouen is one of those places that you put on the Places I Should Retire In list, because its tiny, unpertubed by the rest of the world despite the fact that it is capital of haute-normandie, and rambles along like a little old lady. till today, despite all the charming little towns i've been to and been charmed by, i still fall lock stock and barrel in love with rustic little places that time forgot. (oh and cider too!)

to my darling roshni: im glad you're home safe to a family that loves you!