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J'ai Besoin du Garçon de Cabane

I seeing London, I'm seeing France. I hope I don't forget to pack clean underpants.

Off to meetings in London and now probably Paris.

"Mais non," tu dis, "et puis Paris?"

Mais oui.

For the first time I'm thinking that this not-so-sglamourous international travel is more of a pain than a perk.

Maybe I should just live there.

Catch you on the other side, where it's raining as well.