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It was so amazing to have a comfortable, beautiful patio to come home to each day. The weather was amazing, so sitting outside, enjoying the breeze, drinking tons of wine, and generally soaking up Paris was fantastic.
Somehow afternoon snacks are infinitely better in Paris. (The baguettes, holy moly the baguettes.)
This was on our last morning, as I tried to absorb as much as possible of the air and smells and feels of Paris.
This was our lovely courtyard, where we saw men twirling strings to play with cats, puppies sitting on doormats, and people leaning out of windows to smoke.
This place felt like home so quickly.