It would be more than fair to say that I am not the most active human there ever was. I own that title and shrug it away while I finish my baguette and plan tomorrows bakery purchases in my head. There is however a particular walk that my non-active heart does miss taking from time to time. The 6 kilometres along the Seine that I would fine myself walking every day after being out exploring. I took the same path, walking on the same side, passing the same street vendors selling their books lined across the brick wall and it never wore thin. Three months of baguettes and despite my walking efforts it appears that I also, never wore thin.
I may have also found myself mysteriously researching apartments in Paris today. Just for fun I swear…. maybe.