MEComposing

When we are at my in-laws, we talk about trench coats and luggage and boots. Yes, we're just filled with my SIL's trip to France.

I am really envious. She'd get to see the Louvre. She'd get to rub noses with the rich, the artists, the scholars, the fashion icons. She can marvel at the Arch de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower and probably not even really appreciate the significance of these landmarks in history. She'd get to see the cafes that France secrets away in its alleys and backroads. She'd get to know firsthand what makes France tick, why it's the tourist capital of the world, why it's the top honeymoon destination, why it's opulent and rich and colorful.

Sigh. I want to travel to France.