As much as I thought I was addicted to my mac computer, France had to be the best Betty Ford clinic for computer addicts like me. I didn't see or touch a computer screen for two weeks when I was on vacation in Paris and Provence and I didn't miss a minute of it.
Of course now paradoxically my faithful mac will hopefully cure for my post vacation depression. If I can't sit lazily in the lush and quiet Jardin du Luxembourg thinking about nothing, or catch up with my friend in cafes in Marais, then at least I can savour some treasured moments here in my cyberspace.
Paris encourages one to explore, to "flâner." The ancient architecture, the manicured gardens, not to mention the countless boutiques, cafes, bars in meandering narrow lanes, are bound to yield charming and memorable moments for anyone who cares to look, smell, listen and taste this bountiful city. Unlike the grid system in North America, which is efficient but predictable, Paris seems to promise nothing and offers everything.
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