Yesterday I spent several hours at Musée du Louvre, several suffocatingly hot and very under-hydrated hours. And then in the middle of the night a piece of undercooked fish decided to have an 8-hour argument with me. We still have not come to a resolution, and so I’m listening to the city celebrate France’s win today in the World Cup from a perch near the toilet in my apartment. Laissez le bon temps rouler! 🇫🇷
