Au Voir Paris

I venture back to Belgium today and say goodbye to crepes and paninis and massive rushes of people at crosswalks. That makes me think. The worst crosswalk experience I had involved only me and a small Asian woman. The avenue was ours but while waiting for the light to change she sidled up to me like we were packing a subway train. I held my ground. I was not about to be bullied just because she had become accustomed to the habits of the masses in Hong Kong. But I digress. Paris has been good to me and I would return with plans to see many more things. I would utilize the bus system even more and perhaps even the metro. But nothing beats hoofing it in the streets.