For a moment, I was in Paris.

Yesterday I went to the Crepe Maker and had a crepe filled with warm Nutella and fresh berries.  It was life changing.  As I happily gobbled my dessert breakfast, I thought about visiting France some day.  And how that would look and feel like.  Next to me two lovers were sipping coffee and chattering with vivid, lively tones.  I realized they were bickering in French!  For a moment, I was in Paris.  And it felt oh, so right.