Paris is fabulous! Such a contrast after visiting in Iceland. I emerge into the city at the Notre Dame metro stop, the same I did 15 years ago with mom. And am struck by the sights and sounds and smells of Paris.
Not much down time compared to Iceland. I'm on my feet all day and then crash at night.
My first food in Paris? A mid afternoon bowl if the soup du jour - french onion, to warm me up. More later.
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Fantastic. Paris sounds wonderful. You can rest assured that you chose which weeks to leave Boston well as it's just cold and snowy here making commutes horrible.
It is such a relief to see your postings and I must admit that I look forward to the next ones. It's almost like being there with you. I did suspect that you would have less down time in Paris than on Iceland. Enjoy all your outings and explorations and French food.
Looks like yesterday's comment wandered off. I hit a key and the screen did a little dance but thought I was OK as the comment was still visible. Mostly just compared Par's' 55*s with Brattleboro, Boston & even Lancaster. - Mom
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