Well, I've arrived in Paris and will be heading off to Montpellier in the morning. On my flight here there was a man wearing an ascot which I thought was pretty cool. During the flight I read "A Rogue of my Own." It kept me pretty entertained. My only problem finding the hotel was that I walked three blocks past is because I didn't realize that when I crossed the street I was standing beneath it...
I didn't get much sleep on the plane, but I crashed at the hotel for a few hours before heading down to the Latin Quarter to get a bite to eat, hoping fresh air and food would help me adjust to the time change a little better.
Excellent, you made it, or at least most of the way.
ReplyDeleteGlad you had time to grab a book before you flew off. Just be careful of royal spies -- they wear ascots! :-o
Looking forward to following your summer adventures. Glad you arrived safely on the first leg of your journey. Love and a hug, Grandma
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