We got stuck in a congested Paris street with a car about to run out of gas anytime soon. I am not going to mention this story since I am trying to forget the exact moment I said “We have enough gas to make it to the city centre, no need to lose time with fueling up!”. By a miracle we managed to get there and I felt one of the biggest relieves I had experienced up to now. To my surprise, it looks like we were not late this time. She was waiting there; a young, slim Parisian lady with a fashionably short haircut in front of a door that was opening to a well equipped kitchen. Read the rest of this entry »