Okay. Enough. Really, I have had enough. It’s freezing here. In Paris, it’s in the forties. People are sitting in cafés and enjoying their espressos outdoors (with the help of heat lamps). I’m outta here. Next post: from Paris.
[I’m en route today, will be in France tomorrow, for many delicious days. Fine. One day of very hard work there -- I can handle that, especially since much of it will be conducted in the French way: over fine food and wine. The other days -- well, there's France out there. In the forties. With outdoor cafés. And winter landscapes. And good French people, going about their business, doing their thing, cooking their foods, growing their grapes...]