As a reward for being ready to leave, we spent one last session at Les Editeurs. Just a half bottle of wine (we did have to get up five hours earlier than usual) and some nice snacky food. Carpaccio, French toast (er, Pain Perdu as it seems you aren't allowed to call it French toast in France). We exchanged notes with a couple from New York (I beg to differ with you, honey... lol) and watched gypsies steal money off people's tables. Eventually though, we had to go home and sleep... and wait for the 5am wakeup call that would be coming in a few hours.
On the way home, we took a picture of the statue who we assumed was Antoine the whole week (based on the street name) but actually ended up being Vulpian. Who?
And we had to interrupt a lovely couple to do it. Oops.
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