Seeing Hearts....

It took my 14 days to fall in love.

It all started with a very necessary trip to the laundromat. I have been putting off doing laundry since I had no idea where to do it. My landlady suggested that her cleaning lady could do it for me and return my clothes in a week. First off, I don't have enough clothes for that nonsense. Secondly,  I don't want to pay someone 13 euro/hr to do so. The closest 'laverie' is a 7-8 minute walk and is called Saint-Germain Lav' Club. It makes doing laundry seem exclusive, so I was totally game.

I scoped out the joint sans clothes first, in case a) I got lost b) I couldn't figure out how to use the machines and needed to do translations c) I didn't have the proper type/amount of money. It turned out to be a good idea, since I got a little turned around. Fortunately there were English directions, so that wasn't a problem either. I went back to collect my clothes. I saw a couple of bakeries, so I decided I would get breakfast while my clothes washed.

I got my clothes started and headed to the bakery. This is where I met my first love...the maxi pan au chocolat...aka a giant chocolate filled croissant. It was fifteen kinds of phenomenal and twice the size of my usual breakfast treat.

I devoured the treat while waiting for my laundry...which I accidentally put on a 95 minute cycle...the English directions didn't explain the setting options :( I did bring a book, so the time flew by. My next infatuation also walked in off the street.

I am sad to report I will never see him again, but it was love at first sight. He was the perfect mix of cute and awkward. He wasn't my usual type, either, since he only had three legs, but he was the perfect size and level of fluffy-ness. The way his tongue constantly lolled out of his mouth sideways was endearing and perfect. We bonded for the entire 15 minutes or so it took his owner to get her laundry going. I am sad to report I didn't even get his name...I do know that he spoke French, so we would have had a language barrier anyway. ;)

I tired to get a picture of this stud, but there was no way to do so discreetly with my dinosaur of a camera. I guess I will just have to remember my first Parisian puppy love.... ;)