Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.Cesare Pavese
How many new French Departments could we visit in one day, without being totally silly about it ?
A day in the French capital whilst taking a bit of a break from a very, very busy week of geocaching.
Today was the day for going home. We got side-tracked on the way to the airport though.
Today was the planned day for a bit of monk-on-a-mountain action. I'd been here before, in 1973, but that was a long time ago.