A rapid phone conversation (monologue) with my 17 Year Old after 14 hours in Paris.
"I love Paris! I want to live in a big city! It's so great! You can't get lost here, there's always some amazing landmark on each corner, you remember where you've been. I love this place!
We went to the Louvre today, the Mona Lisa is so small! You have this idea that it is this huge painting, but it is so small! I saw the Venus de Milo, the Winged Victory, so much!"
"Oh and mom, the smoking thing didn't work....... I bummed 2 cigarettes, and then A saw me, she smokes too, we bought some, Teacher saw us, she said no smoking! At least not where I can see you! I hate the coffee here though.......Gawd! It is sooooooooo strong, and I thought we made it strong!"
"And, by the way, bad news mom, I have no camera--- airport, bag, no camera. I took it out at the second Paris airport they shuttled us to, because it was so cool, made of all these tubes. When I got to the hotel, no camera. But people are being really nice, if I say I want a picture of something, they say, "Yeah, I want one of that too," and are taking them for me, they all tell me they will send me pictures. I am saving the disposable for the Eifle Tower tomorrow. We have all day in Paris again, and then take the train to Rome." "I gotta go Mom, I love you, tell Dad I love him, I love Paris!"
*Doing the happy -mother dance*
She called, she is happy, what more could a parent ask for?