A city for lovers, but I’m here with a fighter, instead. Lauren and I arrived on the shores of this country yesterday, dried off, blended in, and took a flight to the City of Lights, while in the cover of darkness. We’re just all about the contradictions. Well, at least when it comes to our trip, and our location. Otherwise, we’re getting along pretty great. “I love the taste of croissants…and chocolate,” she tells me, a contented smile on her face as she takes a sip of her Chocolat to wash down the bite she just took of her pastry. “I’m pretty sure they make croissants with chocolate inside of them,” I say, taking a sip of my own hot drink. “But I love this drink, and there really is such a thing as too much chocolate.” “If you say so.” We both smile because she’s lucky enough to remember her past, so she knows if she’s binged on something, or gotten sick.
