We arrived in Paris, and Scott was excited to finally have his fear of the gypsies validated, as a guy offered us a cab, took my bag and walked away. Obviously we stayed up with him, Scott and I shooting each other looks, wondering where this was going. He started putting our bags in his
I have less I’m reading for Paris. Mostly because originally this trip was going to be London, and then Paris came along. Actually originally this trip was going to be Ireland… it’s complicated. Anyway, our Paris stay is also a bit shorter than London stay, so I’ve not gone as crazy with the reading.
A KEY arrived in the mail today! I just held it and grinned like an idiot, because this key is to an apartment in PARIS! That’s right, Paris! Ah, Paris in the springtime… We are finally close enough to this trip to get a KEY in the MAIL! I’m considering having it surgically attached to