Good morning!
It’s Friday, and I have one final perfect Paris moment for you before we must go. We’re standing in the Trocadéro Gardens. Yes, it’s crowded. And yes, a man may be peeing on a tree about five feet away. But when you look at that view, it’s impossible to hold a grudge.
But then, alas, it’s time to say goodbye to France, to put all those memor…
