damn you Paris.

Well, I deserve to get my name written on the board with 2 checkmarks next to it for this blunder.  I thought, hey, it would be fun to spend 2 days in Paris before I go home, you know, to kind of tie together all the loose ends of my trip, anend it in the same place I began it.

What I forgot what that Paris is the effing city of love.  I think I am the SOLE person here who is not walking around hand in hand taking wedding photos or making children with someone, but I did kind of have a fun renting a bike for 1 euro and riding around Paris for six hours - seriously.

I am really, really sad today - and this WHOLE big thing finally got to me today once I got back to my hostel room.  I sat down, and just started crying.  I have no idea why, I never cry.  I guess I just REALLY miss my kids, and I really miss Rebecca, and I really miss Calais, and I'm not ready for this part of my life to be over.