Last night I had dinner and a carafe of beaujolais at a little brasserie beside the Porte St-Martin, the triumphal arch in honour of Louis XIV victory in the Rhine in 1674. It must have been last time the French ever beat the Germans! I followed this up with a coffee at my local and then a late night movie on Blvd de Strasbourg. Strolled home through the quiet, now chilly and damp streets, grabbing a hot crepe to eat on the way and being propositioned by a very nice lady.
This morning I've packed my bags and now out for breakfast and a newspaper before I amble to the metro at Strasbourg Saint-Denis to begin the long, tedious trip back to Australia.
And then it is all over.
