{Travel} Missing Paris

When my bbfl Becky comes to visit me in November, we may fly to Paris for the weekend. I hope it happens because I'm craving espresso and croissants, brie, baguettes, and red wine. I think another visit to the Musee Rodin is in order as well as the Eiffel Tower. I think the second time around I won't be nearly as fearful of the heights. Last time, I think it took me about four hours to get my heartbeat down to a normal rate.