One night @ the Eiffel Tower

After spending two hours at the eiffel tower's summit, awestruck with the paris skyline and enjoying the strong wind across my face, i realised it was time to get back to my hotel suite. A long yet an amazing day i had spent a la Paris. I love this place. Tomo have to wake up a little early, to visit a friend's farm house at the french countryside. Images of yummy farm food, the likes ive only read about in enid blyton are already fogging my head. i realize am hungry. Walked across the suite lazily to the refridgerator! Only days ago, back home i was complaining about how only in foreign countries the fridge is stuffed with all that you could only dream of eating, the perfectly set jelly, ginger beer, cakes, a bucket of ice cream....and the list goes on(ok all this appears only in the indian tv ad for refridgerators!!)...where was i? oh ya spellbound at the chocolatious spread of fine swiss chocs to choose from. Filling my stomach i return back to the cosy bed...yawn...what a lovely room...wish i could stay here forever and ever.. yawn yawn yawn...goodnight folks!

12 pm: my mobile rings...damn i'm late i realise. I pick the call and hear my mom's voice: are you kumbhakarnan's sister? wake up it's noon already! how many times do i try waking you up? called you up from down stairs. get dressed and come down for lunch..i have work to do!!

screw...there goes another one of my Paris vacation dreams!:(