Haha! I once moved from the States to Paris to escape a psychotic girlfriend. I got an apartment, a job, and a new girlfriend. I was actually in the saddle when the phone rang. It was psycho girl. My current girl won't stop moving. From the phone, I'm getting on a plane. How did you find me? I kept calling directory assistance in Paris until you got a phone. Then, they gave me the number. I really think it'd be a bad idea to come over here.