Paris, Je t’aime, part 2
There’s nothing like a United Airlines meal on the flight back that reminds you that you’re no longer in Paris. Which is funny because on my flight to Paris, my last meal included a...
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Paris, Je t’aime
I like to think that I could live there, but don’t think I’d be able to deal with having seasons. It’s nice being in California, where I can play volleyball outdoors almost every weekend...
I recall Nahm in Bangkok (your rec.) a great value. Delicious and memorable, but not life changing. But I doubt…