First, I'm grateful to AirBnb, otherwise I never would have met Annick and found my home in Paris. "Home" is apropos, as Annick furnished every inch of her flat with thoughtful consideration; from the curvy rouge rug, the relaxed mod chair, French childhood nursery rhymes, antique velour sofa, book-lined fire mantel, and cosy three blanket-layered lair. The cuisine, bain, and dining area follow in detail. Then, there's Annick, who heats the kettle when she senses I want company and attends to her business when she senses I have to attend to my own. I don't know if everyone in France is as sensitive as Annick, though I do know I couldn't have imagined a more welcome stay.