Somewhat to my surprise, I was able to change my flight home, so instead of stopping and changing planes in Washington, I took the non-stop from Paris to San Francisco. This meant getting up a bit earlier than I would have otherwise, and doing without a trip to the fitness center this morning, but it also meant getting home about 6 hours earlier — which is always a good idea.
I expected to eat breakfast in the hotel this morning — but at the last minute, I couldn’t bring myself to spend 23 Euros when I wasn’t all that hungry. It was too early to try the 7 Euro croissant and coffee in the bar, so I went out anyway, and found a bakery nearby which opened just as I got there at 7am. I had coffee and croissants and spent a little less than I would have in the bar, but at least I got a bit of exercise in the bargain.
The trip home was uneventful, which is just the way I like it. Now, all I have to do is stay up for a few more hours so I can get adjusted to Pacific time.