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Yesterday I made the discovery that the CD I’d bought at a monastery outside of Paris (by 2 hours on the TGV) had been left in the player in the room of the apartment we were renting near the Trocadero. I can’t believe my forgetfulness.

The CD was of Maundy Thursday Gregorian chant. I was so happy to have found a recording of this at the time! I’m sad, but I’m not that sad. This sort of thing might be replaceable.

Here is a photo I took of the place where I bought this CD; the Abbaye de Solesmes:

On the plus side, my bike is fixed! Someone tried to steal my wheels when I was in Paris. Good thing I always lock them to my frame – they didn’t go very far. Thieves can be pretty dim sometimes.