Postcard from Paris

Hello to you all. I'm in Paris. There's lots to say but not much time to say it, so I'll have to save the recounting till later in the week.

What is great is that I was feeling pretty stressed about this trip, in the days leading up to it. What with the feeling of constant running about, it honestly just seemed like more running about to fly to London, and then go to Paris. But as soon as I arrived in the London home of my very best friend (with whom I am celebrating twenty years of friendship this year!), all that melted away. I am on vacation.

I do have some research appointments set up, though. Had the first one today. It was great - so exciting. All of a sudden, my book project took on a whole new dimension of reality. My heart was racing. I have another (probably less exciting) appointment tomorrow, and then return to today's place on Wednesday. All of these are half days, so I have plenty of time to eat bread and walk around - which is precisely what I did all day yesterday. (S - Best Friend - was supposed to come with me yesterday early in the morning. But - as is his very disorganized way - he forgot to pick up his new passport at the Canadian embassy in London last week - so had to go pick it up this morning and push his train trip to Paris to today!!!! Good grief!!)