czwartek, 27 grudnia 2012

Cafe



Nothing tops taking a morning stroll on cobbled stone streets and being able to smell the fresh pastries being baked down the street. They are fresh, and steaming and the choices are just overwhelming. I’m a sucker for croissants in all forms accompanied with espresso. Then you sit outside the little cafe and watch the streets come to life, people walking and talking and just enjoying the morning. I miss Europe.

i’d probbaly lose myself in a place like this. i mean,  look at the name ” little paris!”
my ideal sunday morning.
anondrogynous:
I miss Europe and the cobble stone streets, and the cafe’s, and the food, and the people.
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