Desiring a Mulligan.

I want to go back to Paris.
I mean, come on, look at this.

Also, I had nearly forgotten how big the Eiffel Tower is.
See? It is very big.

Now I am all filled with wanting.

First Want: a hot crepe with powdered sugar from a street vendor.

Second Want: a long stare at Notre Dame.

Third Want: a walk along the Champs-Elysees, preferably with a light drizzle and slight fog.

gosh.