Arrived at Gare de Lyon Par-dieu, early enough to grab a coffee and a croissant at the cafe across the street.
My plan was to catch the first train leaving the station, to wherever it went. After a couple of stops and changes of trains in other cities I stumbled upon the enticing village of Najac in the South of France.
A pleasant wind of fate led me to a cheap room near city center, on a whim I took it. I think I will put ma grande aventure virtualle on hold for a bit and just savor the place, will let you know when the urge to move hits me – for now just keep sketching.