

On Tuesday, we took a train to Paris. It takes less than 12 hours to fall in love with Paris. We ran through the narrow, shuttered streets to all the major attractions. We waved at the gargoyles of Notre Dame, chilled with The Thinker, marveled at Monet's waterlily masterpieces, snacked on cr
êpes, and nearly collapsed under the Eiffel Tower. We loved it all. The Eiffel Tower has always been romanticized, and it surpassed all expectations. We stopped for lunch, and Meg was hit over the head with the language barrier.
1 comment:
Hi You Three!
Sounds like you had a little trouble ordering lunch Meggie! Di and I are about to go to lunch and I bet we don't have any trouble at all. Wish you were here!!! We'd buy lunch! Love ya!
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