I love Paris in the springtime

In the red doorway and upstairs lies an AirBnB, which was our home in Paris. It was on the perfect corner, the perfect street, on the Left Bank. I would stay there again. Out on the street in the morning, get a croissant and cafe au lait, just as I did as a student so many years ago. There is no city like it anywhere on earth. Yes, Ernest. A moveable feast.

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