We all know I don’t make friends with salad (although I do have a very unfortunate fondness for les salauds) but after three days of hard-core, and I might add rather uncharacteristic, juice detoxing...
Humans are, at heart, creatures of habit. Even in a big, bustling city like Paris your day-to-day life quickly becomes fairly predictable (although mine is admittedly more “eat, (drink), pray, love” than “métro, boulot, dodo“). Take...