The view from my windows.

My dining room table (situated in my living room and bedroom) is placed right beside my two large door/windows that I keep open as long as the weather is warm. At night while eating dinner, I can look outside my window directly into others' windows. Directly. I eat and wait, hoping to see some French people doing whatever French people do. It's almost like a movie. French George on the bottom floor usually wanders around his apartment at night. French Cindy seems to be doing dishes all the time. The French cat stares directly back at me. Most people have their blinds closed, like normal people would. But not everyone. I keep trying to catch someone's eye and give a friendly wave. But I think that would cross the line into hey-we-are-watching-each-other-and-now-I'm-feeling-creepy territory. Oh, there are also plenty of bats flying around. I really hope one doesn't mistake my apartment for a dark damp cave.