I was getting ready to go through security. We had kissed goodbye and were holding the camera at arm's length for a final portrait. The woman behind me couldn't stand it. "Here! Kiss your mama and I'll take a picture."
We obliged. Why I'm kissing thin air, do not ask. I have no answer. At any rate, this is the last of our Paris photos. Before long, I'll be standing at the airport at home with a big "WELCOME HOME" sign. Can't wait.