En route a gay Pareee

 We depart Melbourne late, making sure we have no hankies in our pockets which would necesitate a full scale lockdown of the terminal.
Thanks to the use of powerful pharmacologicalagents the trip is made bearable.
We arrive dazed and confused and negotiate what would be a very efficient customs experience if only the machines were working.
Taxi to Rue Duret where we are greeted by our Antarctic buddies. They insist we immediately start our tour of Paris. Thank goodness we don't suffer jetlag!


Our dinner is vin et fromage.

following which we collapse into a heap.


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