January 14th, 2015.

Nothing too exciting happened today. I got a bit of a stomach bug. Probably a little joke that was pulled on me from one of the 6-million spooky ghosts down in the Catacombs. After drinking or eating anything, I had to run to the washroom a half-hour later. Not to throw up. With that being said, I went back to the Eiffel Tower to buy a few more souvenirs and macaroons, went back to the flat, gathered up everything that I wanted to send back home, then went to the post office to bid them adieu.

My day wrapped up at 4. Darn. I was going to go to the Louvre today.