Dunn Talking About It: Je ne sais pas

This phrase has become a constant in our every day life here in Paris as daily we have been asked directions, not by Americans but Parisians. At first when asked we fumbled, laughed nervously and said "Anglais?" then threw in some weird hand motions but got the message out that we had no dang clue. Now as we have became a little more comfortable and familar with our surroundings we have changed it up. We still laugh nervously but are able to say "Je ne sais pas" and it works, they quickly apologize and walk away - we high five each other as we have finally and succesfully communicated in French.
The other day as we were heading out, we were approached by a couple of people who asked if we spoke English. Here was our big moment to speak English and possible help someone, we couldn't say yes enough. They asked in the clearest of English if they could give us something, yep it was a Jehovah Witness Watch Tower brochure, just our luck.
These past couple of days have been amazing not that the others have not but I think I have a crush on Paris. She has this certain type of beauty that I have only seen in pictures, she is rich in history and culture. Food is like porn and porn is like food, its everywhere. There is a dirtyness to her that plays into the intrigue. Litter in the streets, graffitti on the walls, a strong stench of urine in the corners of the buildings and lets not forget the dog poop. To be honest I didn't know what to expect of Paris, yes the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame were givens but what was Paris really like. Would they judge me as being the overweight assumming American? Was I wearing the right clothing, the right shoes, I didn't want to stick out as a tourist ( not that the map in my hand would give it away). All I can say is that Paris has been nothing more than kind to me, helpful and pleasant.
I worked myself up for nothing, so as I let that go my crush grows stronger. I want to find out more but not about the standard postcard picture stuff. I wanna know the politics, where do people get their money, how do 4 markets, 8 cafes and 3 bakeries on the same block stay open...I want to know why all the outdoor cafe chairs face the street - there is so much to know.
I have two weeks left to explore my crush, so much more to take in with my eyes, my mouth and my soul. Trying not to begin the countdown to when we leave but embrace the days we have left.