...I struggle with readjusting to the European reality complete with Parisian rain, sulky shop assistants, small coffee sizes in Starbucks, hauling my suitcase down 3 flights of stairs to find left luggage at a Paris train station etc.
...I meet Hugh and his wife-to-be, Olga, for lunch and it is a most pleasant occasion
...I spend half a day playing with photos from the trip at a Starbucks in Paris
...I take a walk around Montmartre and take a few nice pictures
...I go back to the station and take the train back to Brussels. Home!!!