a happy ending/beginning

it was very cold in Paris ... and it was snowing heaps! Paris is awefully romantic. But I'm not the romantic type.

I struggle with romance. Too rational. See all that snow?

But I love snow, as you can probably tell. We jumped around in it a fair bit. Then we found out that this building is a military training school and left. Quickly. There may have been a guy with a machine gun.

Then we went to say a respectful hello to some old friends. Even that was kind of romantic. I started to feel a bit uneasy. But maybe it was just all those macaroons and chocolate crepes.

And then we dreamed about living here. There was a bit of hand holding I admit even though I was busy holding the camera most of the time. And I'm not awfully touchy-feely. (That's not actually true. I hug most people against their will.)

Then we ran back to the hotel to warm up. It was cosy and nice. I was happy.

And then we we were just sitting on the bed, and suddenly we got engaged!

And the sun came out!

My engagement is probably the nicest thing that ever happened to me.

And the most romantic. Usually we don't do romance. But I have to admit, I do like it a little bit.

We had a pretty cruddy year with unemployment and other nasties. What a nice way to start a new year!

I am very happy.

I will bore you with more overseas pictures - I am reading all your posts on the Australian christmas preparations and I do miss the sun I admit. It's very snowed under here - sub-zero temperatures do funny thing to your hair, I tell you.

I digress. I hope you are having a fantastic time preparing for a special christmas!