Life is beautiful

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Not gonna lie, France is so warm right now. When I first arrived in Paris it was a billion degrees below zero, I had on winter bots, winter jacket, mittens, scarf and toque, much too cold. Now it's sunny and the daffodils are coming out...sigh.
Yesterday I went for a run around the gardens of Chateau Fountainebleau in a tank top and spandex, this is the good life.

Little bitty daises

Can you find the castle?

Kings and Queens strolled over the bridge behind me...WHAT

However today at lunch time, it was NOT the good life. Typically I like to pride myself on not being a picky eater, there are some things that I like more than other things, but I've never come across something that I didn't like to the point that I wouldn't eat. I found my kryptonite today. We eat with the children at a inter-school cafeteria, usually the food is to die for. Our conversations go something like this. "Oh my god, this is the greatest meal ever." Fast forward to next lunch. "OK, so yesterday was good, but this is even better." It's so good. Today we had pork intestines. First of all they smelt like s*** and they looked like s*** and then I tasted them and they tasted like s***. I actually gagged twice. Anything that is responsible for digesting food is not actually food; don't eat it.