I sang at the American Cathedral on Sunday Morning; it was so great to see everyone again! The music we did was less than thrilling, but it was nice to be singing anything again. Afterwards, ten of us went out for a five bottle lunch; obviously, we had a fantastic time. It was so good to catch up with everyone and hear the gossip - I felt like I'd never been away! Sunday afternoon and evening Jed and I did homework together in a café, and then I had to crash early as I had a 6:43 am Eurostar to catch the next morning.
So no, I did nothing touristy, nothing cultural, but I still had a lovely weekend in Paris.
Speaking of singing, though, I think that this past weekend was the last time I'm going to be able to walk into a church and sing with a choir; I'm just not a singer anymore. Not that I've gotten bad, but I've gotten rusty, and because I'm not singing regularly I'm not oiling my gears. I think it's time to accept the fact that I used to be a singer, and now I'm just an ardent supporter of the Anglican liturgy.
Anyway, I'm back in London now, and it does feel like being back home. It's reading week, and I've got a presentation due Monday, so I am actually being productive. (I also have a paper and a dissertation that I should begin working on, but no matter; I'll get to them.) Today, tomorrow, and Thursday I'll be babysitting all afternoon, so I won't get up to many shenanigans, but if I do I'll let you know!

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