We traded the sun in Spain for the clouds in Paris—for April only.

We’re in the heart of the city, but it’s super quiet. Too quiet.

I’m not complaining, but I need noise—a very specific type of noise actually—when I work.

Someone chewing food or rattling paper drives me insane.

But the buzz from the street below in Russafa in Valencia—I love it.

I never take it for granted when I’m there. And I sure do notice its absence when I’m gone.

That said—the weather here right now is perfect for walking many kilometers per day. And the noise is only a few steps away from our apartment.