Yes! It is true!
What are we doing?
Staying with the winner of France's equivelent of the Pulitzer, playing snakes and ladders (but the Strawberry Shortcake version) with the sweetest sunniest girl, getting all windy-like from Notre Dame's roof, eating croissants (duh), seeing Chagall on ceilings, buying Hemmingway books from the store that he spent his time at always, as well as suspenders with flowers on them.
Oh, Paris, how will we leave you?
Matt suggested that we wwoof here in September, and my dear friend Anja suggested that I propose a green roof on Notre Dame. So our questions are answered.
The chunnel tonight, Cambridge tomorrow,
With thoughts of arugula-covered gargoyles,
Jenny in a happy hurry (across the street from Quasimodo et al)