I'm back in France after my fantastic Christmas break chez moi. The trip went pretty smoothly, considering an airport change in London. That's right, I had 5 hours to clear British customs, pick up my bags, high tail it across London to Heathrow, clear security again, and take my seat. All went well except that British Airlines lost my luggage. Paris is stinky enough without me adding to the mix. Ah Paris. Though I've been back to the city of lights several times since the awful week at the Absolute Paris Hostel, I've stayed with friends in their small but clean flats. Unfortunately, they were all either out of the country, or were playing host to other friends. So Lu and I, after careful internet research, selected a hotel. A hotel, not a hostel. But beg
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