People. This place?

It’s a Homecoming. It’s another soul-connector. It is absolutely spellbinding.

I think we’re all a little bit — or in FoH’s case — a lot of bit — in Love. I think FoH’s fascination mainly stems from the {free!} carousel in the town square. Yeah, that’d have me smitten, too.

Today was {French} perfection: a late sleep{-}in, followed by leisurely walks where we explored Roman Ruins, cafés, Notre Dame {De} Sancerre, the general charm of the village and one very long drawn out, in{-}depth conversation in regards to firewood — where I was extremely thankful that we can speak French.

And now: it’s going on 11, yet FoH is wide awake and I am saying many  a silent prayers that soon he will succumb to slumber.

Afterall, we have a town from 10th century that awaits us tomorrow.