Greetings from Paris!
My last visit to France was October of 1986 – I was six months pregnant with Taylor and, thus, passed on the wine. Which is possibly why he (and Daniel – another nine wine-less months) are so darned smart and most definitely why I’ve been trying to get back there for the last 25 years!
We arrived a few hours ago and we’ve just moved into our hotel room. And we are armed with a wonderful list of must-see, must-do and must-eat options thanks to 0ur Paris connection, Marie-Christine. But first, we need to sleep, as there was none of that to be had on the ten-hour flight. As of now, I think we’ve been awake 24 hours straight.
With any luck (and wi-fi along the way) I will be posting during the trip…