…eating and drinking anything I want, recklessly. Wines, champagnes, oysters, scallops, chocolates, espressos. If I were coming in my 20’s I’d have my nose pressed up against the glass this whole time wishing I could afford things so I guess there’s a benefit to coming at 48. Young enough to stay in a boat but old enough to afford 50 espressos. Note from the future: hilariously I made myself sick doing this. I probably shouldn’t have had raw scallop and lukewarm oyster at a fresh fish store. It was delicious but then I got the poops so badly I had to miss my dinner reservation for coq au vin and had to go to a much crappier restaurant on my last night to get a much inferior version but it was still a good last night experience. I walked the streets of paris a little and took photos and it was so very poignant.