THIRTY TWO HOURS IN PARIS..

My reasons for going to Paris are more often than not: tralala / fed up with London / I want a 3 hour lunch at a terrasse and some decent cheese / I feel like it. But this time there were 101 reasons to book a ridiculously expensive Eurostar seat at the last minute and I wasn't sure I'd be able to make it all happen. 

Paris was, as billed, full of extremely pleasant internet/real life