Sitting on a bench with maple leaves floating in Dudley Garden, I felt like I was walking to the movies. Makaron was delicious and soft. There was a feeling that I was eating a girl's crisp breast. Concorde Square was the last place to regret. The first day of seeing Paris panoramic in the Montmartre Heights, covered by mist and morning light, I felt tired. I walked about 10 kilometers. Now the only feeling is to go back to the hotel early for a rest.