It's true, I absolutely love Paris, but a few things that can really cloud up my rose colored love affair with this city:
1. Being sick and single in Paris.
2. Not being able to go to Walgreens, CVS or even Wal-mart to pick up a few over the counter drugs.
Oh, how I miss American drugs. Why don't the French have over the counter drugs? Why don't they have the good stuff, like Tylenol, Robitussin or anything cold and flu?
|Thank God for good friends in Paris|
|...and thank God for wonderful Parisian desserts! (all of them)|
Just last week Ana and I were laughing and talking over her home-made pizza and wonderful French pasteries.
One week later, I was sick with a cold. Thank God for American friends in Paris who bring a few extra over the counter drugs back with them. I'm almost over the mysterious cold, no thanks to French meds or a French man.