I went to bed at 1 a.m. yesterday (we decided to watch the champions league game in the horrible sports bar which R. calls "the best" because his team won every time we went there :)) Even if the game was rather boring, and AC Milan played really bad, he was double happy: AC won and their "Erzrivalen" Inter lost in another game.
Anyway, I am getting old: waking up at 4 a.m., that means after whole three hours sleep, I feel like a complete wrack.
Another sign of aging: bad memory ;o). It is 10 a.m., and I am sitting in a cafe on the rue Montorgueil, had a grand creme and a tartine - and just feel happy! Have the latest Pariscop on my legs and checking "what's going on" ;)
I just love this city... How many times have I been here since October last year? Wow, it is my sevenths time!!! No wonder that the nice old couple running the hotel I always stay in gives me a room with shower even if they all were booked out...
My friends from Stuttgart (oops! and from Zurich :)) whom I stayd together in Paris
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