No, no, no, not the Eiffel tower, not the 300 plus cheeses, nor the fantastic inexpensive wine that isn't called, "Two Buck Chuck". I can't even say that I miss the long summer evenings, nor the sound of the cigalles.
What do I miss most about France… other than my friends, home and antique markets? Gosh do I miss the antique markets!
Though honestly at this point more than anything I dream about my bed… doesn't that sound silly? But I do, I miss my bed.
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