Gray skies and drizzle await as step out from cozy apartment foyer. Tempted to turn right back around, but have been firmly instructed by host to GO OUT AND DO SOMETHING while he is at work, so pull hood tighter around face and head to metro.
Opt for the chocolat chaud this time. Cup coated in deep, rich, melted chocolate, steamed milk in a separate jug -- combine for elixir of gods. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, tastes as good as this chocolat chaud after hours of trekking in chill January air.
Feel both overwhelmed and completely at peace. Is the kind of beautiful that aches in your chest. Sit in pew, Gregorian chanting echoing all around, and have good cry. Feel tremendous relief, as though have come to end of long, difficult road.
Realize the late hour and race back to metro and home in time to be taken for heavenly dinner at...
Pain, Vin, Fromage (bread, wine, cheese -- because really, what more do you need in life?)
Revel in sublime deliciousness that is raclette (divinely smelly cheese melted over perfectly petite potatoes), plate of mixed meats, cornichons, glasses of wine, and truly good company.
End Day 4 feeling well fed in every sense of the word.