This week, I am in Paris at the conference
Planck 2006: From the Electroweak to the Planck Scale
which is so far really nice. The company is pleasant, the food is excellent, the seats in the auditorium are extremely comfortable to sleep in, and - oh yes - the talks are okay so far.
I can't pass a single chocolaterie without picking some pralines. The coffee tastes like coffee, the cheese tastes like cheese, the traffic is still suicidal, Notre Dame is still here, and the French still smoke in public. That's the nice thing about Europe: it's so reliable.
Vive la France, B.