I love road trips. Travelling by train, plane or on foot is great, but nothing beats the sense of freedom that you get in a car. The moment you get out on the open road and realize that you can go anywhere at anytime regardless of tickets, schedules or tracks is wonderfully liberating.
In Which I Actually Get to the Part About Absinthe
We had been wandering the streets for hours and the light was becoming liquid and golden by time we made our way back down from Montmartre to the Seine.
There is something about the streets of Paris that makes it seem as though they lead you everywhere and nowhere at the same time.