Back in Paris. I can hardly call it "home" because I've just come from the two places I really consider home. But seeing the familiar Panthéon from the cab made me feel like I was coming to something not unlike home.
I don't think I want to bring any more stuff to Europe. Fortunately B's sweetie Jn came to help me take the bags upstairs... help is an understatement.
And now...a nice afternoon nap.
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