I took many pictures, more than making up for lost time. I still wished I'd thought to take pictures in the gorgeous gardens of Versailles, not to mentioned its halls covered in gold and glass, and part of me, yes, a small part of me regretted not taking pictures of Sebastian. But it was just as well. For my last dinner in Paris, I decided to treat myself. I went to a restaurant my guide book, the invaluable _Paris for Dummies_ (that wound up being a lot better than I'd anticipated), recommended. It was supposedly one of the best restaurants in all of Paris. And the best part was that I wouldn't have to break the bank going there and formal attire was not required. So in my jeans and sweater, I walked in and asked for a table for one. I ate the best steak I've ever eaten in my life and got pleasantly buzzed on a sweetly fragrant red wine. Then I devoured my new favorite dish, a crème brûlée. I came back to my hotel at around 9 PM, feeling the pleasant ache in my legs that always came after good exercise. 2008-07-06T18:03:19Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/25016 <p>I could feel the story winding down and I&#8217;m kinda sad :( I don&#8217;t want it to end.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/25016?basename=76796 2008-07-06T18:03:19Z penguincaptain18 http://ficlets.com/authors/user_5439