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Just got back from the airport a little while ago from my NY to London to Paris to London to NY 5 day jaunt, and I'm shot. Exhausted doesn't begin to describe the feeling. My body thinks its currently 3 AM tomorrow morning and its only 10 PM tonight. So I'm heading for bed. In case you were wondering, Paris was awesome, amazing and a whole lot of other positive adjectives that start with the letter 'A', I just can't think of any right now. Details of the whole trip with complete day by day breakdown to come soon, most likely tomorrow while I fight to stay awake at work. So until then, bonne nuit.