Europe.

I just watched 'Blue is the warmest color' - 'La vie d'Adèle' and of all the things be the end of the movie, I felt one thing, more than anything else:
I miss Europe.
It's the scene where she just walked out of the Gallery, she lights a cigarette and walks down the street. It's summer you can feel it, and suddenly I'm filled with the memory of that certain smell, a smell you'll never have here. After a warm, maybe even hot summer day, out, when it cools down in the streets and you walk home, there's a certain smell. I miss that smell. That very specific smell.