the 1820’s silver dip pen
Well, I am in Paris and sitting on our balcony overlooking the Eiffel tower as I write this. There is just no way in the world I can write about all of the events of the past two days in one or two posts. I think that most of my writing will have to happen when I get home or on the airplane, so I’m not spending precious moments in Europe pecking away at a laptop. But, I do want to pop in here to share small stories and moments from my trip and then I’ll share the entire narrative (well, the parts that I deem interesting) to flesh out these little stories. Today, I am telling about the antique sterling silver dip pen I bought while at a flea market. We went to Marché aux puces de Saint-Ouen and were met there by a Paris Perfect tour guide. Eric
