Last Tuesday morning I fell head over heels in love. The circus was
in town so I went over to take pictures of the animals. Afterwards, as I was
walking home thinking what funny creatures elephants are, I glanced up and BAM!
It was, as they say in French, un coup de
foudre. Love at first sight.
I’ve always been a sucker for good looks and this time was
no different. But usually that initial euphoria is quickly followed by
disappointment because it’s damn near impossible to find good looks and smarts
in the same package. And in the long run, it's intelligence that matters most to me. But this was the first time I had
fallen in love in France and it crossed my mind that maybe a French love affair
would be different. Maybe this time there would be some substance beneath
that handsome exterior. And with that my decision was made...This one was coming home
with me.
We’ve been together for nearly a week now and I'm completely satisfied. All of my expectations have been exceeded. In fact, it seems that Histoires
de Portes was written expressly for me.
