As soon as I sort through my 4000 photos, I'll start the Euro adventure posts.
In the meantime, have a look at some things I brought home. No, they're not all for me - I gave some things away. Including an Arsenal jersey from the stadium store, which is not pictured. I'm a good friend.
I usually collect pictures from local photographers when I'm traveling, but painting seemed to be the local artist feature in France.
And I grabbed those at l'Orangerie.
As much as I wanted to bring home gobs of this stuff, my bag was already pretty heavy. And the olive oil cans were just too large. I settled for some pasta and a variety of sauces.
Parfum! I visited two different perfume museums and factories, and I fell prey to the Fragonard shop on the way out after some really great demonstrations and sniffing. I bought their new fragrance, which apparently is a top note of tangerine and star fruit, a middle note of jasmine, heliotrope and lily-of-the-valley and a back note of sandalwood, tonka bean and vanilla. It's lovely.
I always buy magnets.
And mugs. I love mugs, mostly for soup. Soaps were everywhere in the south of France and they're good gifts. Of course, I'm keeping one for myself. They made my dirty clothes bag smell great!
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