I have a dirty secret to tell you all.
Since coming to France, I have become a bit of an alcoholic. Not the "bad kind where you need help", but the "good kind where you don't need help yet".
It's not my fault. It really isn't.
Its the Rue de la Soif. A street in the middle of the city, with the literal translation meaning "The Road of Thirst". It might as well be called "Amsterdam" because apparently, there are no rules on this magnificent street. Only bars, clubs, and food places that are open till all hours of the night.
Once the pubs and clubs are filled, people literally party in the middle of the street to continue the rage!
If I could live here for the rest of my life....I would. But it would be one short, fun, life!
xo
