I wish I was there.

Dancing near the Siene. How many people have walked or danced or ate along the Siene? That's what struck me the most, about London and Paris, sometimes I'd be standing in a particular spot (one time I remember was when I was watching Jo trying to climb one of the lions in Trafalgar Square) and I'd imagine the thousands, milliions of people that had walked there before me.

Everything is steeped in history. I wonder if Toronto or New York will feel that way in a thousand years (assuming, of course, that our alien overlords haven't destroyed them).