day three hundred and fifty seven

I couldn't leave Paris without making use of the wonderul parisien windows of my hotel room. At first I didn't like it, but now I actually love the fact that you can see my stuff all over the bed and the room. I love this shot, it's probably my favorite shot from Paris, overall. I don't know. I just love the feel of it. And I love the contrast with the rest of my day: seeing the Louvre (and hating it, for various reasons) then the trip to Brussels, running around and getting exhausted. It was a quiet, soft moment in the morning.

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