I completely forgot to mention two important Paris experiences.
1. I stepped in dog shit
2. Someone Pfffted* me.

I teared up a little when they happened.
Aaahhhhhh, Paris in Spring.


*Anyone from Paris please feel free to correct this: "pffft" is a sound parisians make when they are annoyed (I think). It's a short burst of air through the teeth. I don't remember what I did to deserve this honor, but K- was giddy after it happened.