Little Brother and I ate at this italian restaurant near la Panthéon (I think it was, anyway). Very good, with real italian waiters.
Sitting here typing this, it's a sad feeling, to be sure. But there were several cherished friendships picked up again, from different times and places, and many moments in good company. This is the sort of thing that only happens rarely, and I am very grateful for all the experiences. Tomorrow...Japan.