...and it shall be, as was my trip to England in 2003, a thing of utter and complete dorkdom, of scholarly pursuits amid the drugstore browsing, scenery breathing, train riding, baguette-eating and nonna visiting. tracking down spots from Les Miserables and Phantom of the Opera in Paris - the bridge above the Seine from which Javert flung himself; La Rue de Plumet (if such a rue exists), l'Ecole de Saint Denis (suivez il guide!), L'Opera Garnier - and, when trekking to Montreuil-sur-Mer, Montfermeil, Digne and Toulon fails due to time and convenience constraints, I shall feed my other inner geek and travel to the Dordogne - Neanderthal and Cro-Magnon country - on my way from Paris to Rome. Lascaux, Le Moustier, La Chapelle-aux-saints... of course, I can't hit all of them but at least one... at least one... the plan is, as of yet, still nebulous - coordinating trains, eurorail passes, figuring out exactly where the hell things are and how long it takes to get there, finding affordable hostels - but I am beginning to feel a little giddy over it all...
it will be mine. oh, yes - it will be mine.
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