It's Friday evening here in Paris, and I'm about to head about for a bit of the local nightlife. Tomorrow, I check out of the hotel and head straight to the airport for an early afternoon flight, so this is pretty much it for my trip.

I didn't get to a movie. I didn't get to the sewers or the catacombs or lots of other places I wanted to see... and I've been running myself ragged all week. I don't want to go home. The food makes me feel like I've never tasted food before, and the wine is cheaper than coffee, cheaper than Coke. The city is beautiful and eminently livable. Everyone I've met or encountered only briefly has been kind and friendly. I've been mistaken for local too many times to mention (I hate looking like a tourist when I travel, and I think I pulled that off here, too). It's been an incredible trip.

I can't wait to come back.

I'll have more stuff to post next week, and it'll be back to my usual routine by Monday. Au revoir.