We went to Paris last weekend. It was a great adventure...complete with running to make the departing (or abfahrting, if you prefer) train, running only to miss the return train (I was, and may continue to be, THAT person bottlenecking the UK immigration line) and more, like food. And sunny days warm enough for tank tops and skirts....
Naps in the park. The only way for some to make it to the Parisian dinner time.
Mussels. And Belgian beer, mmmMMMmm. By the way, if you haven't tried Leffe, I suggest you do.
Have you ever noticed how differently we all like to travel? Some are of the planning persuasion, some are not. I feel most comfortable with a Flexible Plan....what about you?
Like I said, warm enough for tank tops.
Marathon to Versailles, complete with a band (above) to cheer them on.
The market.
I liked his hair and wanted to zoom in on it.
Magical light.
We met our Parisian friend Charles on top of the Pompidou.
Paris, you never get old to me.
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