The world is ever so small sometimes. Yesterday, after a futile attempt to check email (the wireless was down), I ran into Chris Hopkins. Randomly, I was leaving one side of the building just as he was entering. It was very odd and coincidental. However, now I know he's here, and I know where he's staying, and he's really lonely. He was pretty shocked his first day in Paris, and overwhelmed, and really excited to see a familiar face. But it was ridiculously bizarre to see him. He kissed my check. It was rather amusing.