All good things must eventually end

So it's my final full day in Paris. When I arrived exactly a month ago, I thought to myself, "Wow, a whole month in Paris!" And of course now that I leave tomorrow, my thoughts are more along the lines of, "Wow, this whole month has felt like a blur." Not entirely, of course, but it's amazing how quick and fast four weeks can go. It's been a great trip, for sure, although let's face it: I didn't get as much work done as I hoped or envisioned, although I also probably shouldn't be all that surprised about that either. I'm in Paris, after all, where distractions are around every historical corner of the city. While I'm going to miss being here, I also feel ready to come home. It's time - especially because the upcoming month will be crunch time to finish the work I need to complete (my deadline is essentially five weeks away, although there are other looming deadlines after that). Did I get to do all things I wanted to while I was here? Mostly, although there was no trip to the Louvre. But there was the Musee d'Orsay, which I still think is one of the finest in the world. And Centre Pompidou, both for the permanent collections (which I had never before visited) and the fantastic David Hockney exhibition. A trip out to Versailles to visit the gardens. And, most of all, just a lot of walking about, which is always my favourite travel activity. Add to that some good meals and good wine, and it all points to a well-spent month away.