Thoughts aloud: To Paris and back

The very first morning after returning to Paris - and with just a single free moment before heading back to Germany - I did something I’d suddenly been dreaming of the whole time I was in Germany. I bought myself a fresh, warm baguette. And a few other delicious pastries, without which a French morning just isn’t a morning On the one hand, you could say it’s no big deal, but on the other - holy cow, how I missed that