One might think that boarding a jet to head TO an island is when you'd relax. But here I am awaiting departure from the beach island on a plane bound to Île-de-France and I can literally feel my blood pressure lowering and tension melting away. I can hear people speaking French and and awaiting the delicious food and pastries (!) ah, the pastries- and the streets and buildings I have memorized. Bonjour, indeed.
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