I Can't Believe....

I awoke this morning to the sound of a thousand children running through the courtyard. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration, in reality it was only three but their voice reverberated off the surrounding bulidings making it sound as if there were actually 1,000 children running around with a soccer ball. I steped out onto my balcony to investigate and once again marveled at my luck. This is mine, all mine for the next 7 days. I can't believe it! I watched them playing and thought about how similar kids from different country's are, give them a ball and they will happily try to play keep away from the youngest of the group. It made me miss the three munchkins I have waiting at home for me. Needless to say I am getting a late start today. Last night I couldnt seem to tear myself away from the night landscape or the book I was reading. A wonderful memoir from Karen Wheeler titled Tout Sweet. It was lovely. It's a bit chilly here this morning but,I am off today to Montmartre to ride the funicular to the highest point in Paris, where I am told unparralled beauty awaits me. I'll be the judege of that Rick Steves'.