Collissimo?

It snowed for in Paris, and I was finally around to appreciate it. I took the metro home during my three hour break between classes to make a little lunch and watch some American political news parodies. It was freezing this morning when I left for school so I was already wearing my black winter coat for the first time. When I got off the train and climbed the stairs for the exit I saw a man who also had a black coat entering the metro. His black coat had small little white flakes on it and my heart lit up. He didn't have bad dandruff, but rather was porting snow on his shoulders.

(I don't think that porting is an English verb, but I'll use it comme même.)

I've also started to play around with the international keyboard. It makes typing en français plus facile.

Since I was unable to Leafpeep New England this fall, I've been making up for it by Lightpeeping here in Paris and Boulogne-Billancourt. I still haven't gone out to Les Champs d'Élysées, but one night soon. I've also made good on my word to venture to as many Marchés de Noël as possible, but there are still three or four which have yet to be graced it my presents. Too soon for puns?

Big trip to the post office tomorrow and the rest of my holiday shopping should be finished by Thursday.

I hope that there is room in my suitcase for clothes.

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