Friday, January 9, 2015

Parisian Rubbish

For reals, my mind was blown when we turned the corner off the sweetest little cobblestone alley in Paris and saw the most ridiculous pile of trash, waiting to be picked up.

Zac looked at the pile, looked at me, looked at the pile...and kindly
reminded me we were heading to Morocco and not taking a bike
with us.  Oh the injustice!