Saturday, 18 February 2012

Bonjour, tout le monde!


Back in Norfolk, and back to the blog!
We had a nice time, thank you. Paris is lovely, if you like dirty cities full of rude French people.
Our hotel was mostly occupied by American businessmen and retired English couples, but the food was some of the most delicious I’ve ever eaten.
I’d like to say I’m refreshed and sunburnt but that wouldn’t be true. Most of the time it was bloody freezing. Thankfully the ice melted and the air warmed enough for us to venture out a few times. We took it easy though, as Philippa’s ankle was still pretty sore. I got in trouble for smiling while watching her limp around the Louvre.
We did lots of other things, but it was an intimate, romantic, personal trip so I’m not going to go into details for your benefit, you nosey bastards.
Let’s just say it was well worth the effort, and well worth the worry.
I now have to work every day for two years to get back the money it cost me..


RC 18-2-12

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