The thing is, I'm barely going to have time to spend on that lovely terrace when we come back. Because even though we're only spending one night in Paris, on the 6th we leave for Devon in England for a few days and then on the 15th we're going to Lyon.
It's all go around these parts, and I swear, one would think I have ants in my pants since I can't seem to sit still. But I'm an old girl, and as much fun as I'm having, I can't wait to get my butt back to that terrace, book in one hand, glass of Rosé in the other. In the meantime... no rest for the wicked.
A bientot mes amies!
P.S. My Dublin days aren't finished! Stay tuned because the best bits are still to come...