I’d like to go back to Paris. I like the busy traffic and the quiet streets. I like the cafes and bars that spill out onto the pavement. I like it when it gets so hot that you can hardly move. I like cold peach iced tea from a can. I like the higgledypiggledy buildings. I like the views.
I’d like to go back to St Ives before there were too many surf shops. I like the morning tiger bap run. I like the smell of bakeries on every street. I like all of those steps. I like Halloween night. I like the harbour when it’s sleepy and deserted.
I like the music and the wine in the square in the evening. I like feeling so relaxed.