Thursday, March 24, 2016

Thursday

Early spring sunshine: it pours out from all corners, brightens every storefront, stimulates every bud into further development. It also makes me feel like I need to be outside. I don't associate this time of year here with brilliance and I am just a tiny bit miffed that this one dawned on us today - the day I am to leave. I do not have time for a walk.

Breakfast -- as always, sweetly prepared for me to my liking by my sister...


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And then, after another review of what's what, and what will be, and how should one proceed, I'm off to the airport.


In Paris, I had booked my usual hotel and I am so glad, because it is a comfort to return to the same place when the world spins in disturbing directions all around you. Besides, I like its quiet view onto nothing in particular -- just a street with a few shops that do not pull me inside and a restaurant that even on the most tired days I will ignore and walk elsewhere.


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It's evening. I've departed a little from my usual neighborhood dinners and booked meals outside of my arrondissement. How this turned out -- I'll make it tomorrow's story.

I'll leave you with a photo of the old girl -- in heartfelt solidarity with Belgium.


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