Sure, I had just been in Copenhagen, but it was a bank holiday weekend and I needed to be in Paris for work on Tuesday and Wednesday anyway, so I went early and maybe ate some delicious Israeli food at Miznon (oh man, that cauliflower!) and went shopping in the Marais (why can’t I just always shop in Paris?).  It was not terrible.

And then work was a lot of meetings, but in the evening we had to “team build” which meant riding a bateau mouche (touristy but surprisingly nice) and then eating dinner at a rooftop restaurant in Montmartre while a thunderstorm blew in.  There are worse things in life.