my last day in paris was unsurprisingly unexciting. it was similar to any other day, aside from the wretched feeling that it may be the last time i ever (insert event here: ride the 27 bus, walk along the seine, eat a viennoise chocolate, etc). in any case, i woke up at about 8 am after poorly sleeping. i finished watching good burger (which by the
(
Read more... )