Back to the plane, after getting settled and wining the war with the seat to make it into a bed, Arthur and I took a little blue tablet, and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Although there was lots of turbulance, snoring, lets hear it for the man four rows back who took the award for the most determined snorer, and the crew requesting a doctor for someone seriously ill.....anyway we departed the plane, and were out of CDG airport before we knew, into a taxi and off to our hotel, which is just around the corner from the one we stayed in many years ago. Our room was not ready it being 8 in the morning, so we departed to pastures new. The metro is pretty easy to get around on, and we arrived at the plastic de concord easily. Coffee, and breakfast followed, but not before Neil nearly died looking down the road, where a bus tried to run him down. (Its not like the movies, there are cars up and down.) We arrived back at the hotel, hot, tired and after a rather death defying bath, in which I got stuck, and had visions of me b eing shipped back home in a bath, I escaped. We did attend Mass at the local church, so thought we did well. After a sleep, we headed to the river and crossed over to the Louve, bloody big, and wandered around the ground. Then cause my ankle was giving me gyp we came back to the hotel to rest before finding a wee resturant to have dinner at.
The weather is awesome, rain, sun, no snow, and warm. Going to let Arthur have a wee burble now. Much love to all Ethel.
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