Woke up this morning back in England. All I want to do is wish people bonjour but it just doesn't have the same impact as it did in Paris. It doesn't help that I'm home alone. I really wanted to be able to regale my family with the tales of my travels but nobody is about to … Continue reading Petit singe.
Yesterday was quite the adventure. There were still a couple of key visiting Paris hot spots that we needed to check out and from what I can tell we hit them all. We set out early for Notre Dame in the hope that the place wouldn't be full of tourists (yes we appreciate the irony … Continue reading Sanctuary!
I have titled this post 'Francois' for the pure and brilliant reason that it is what Kate thought I was saying to the hotel staff as we returned the other evening. It has since become one of our many jokes. I was of course saying bonsoir for those of you wondering. Yesterday we spent a … Continue reading Francois.
I am sat at breakfast, the most important meal of the day. Today we are going to the happiest place on Earth but I'll write about that tomorrow. Yesterday we made it to the top of the Eiffel Tower, this involved an hour long walk in the rain where we just laughed at the mad … Continue reading Il pleut.
Bonjour. It's raining. I'm in Paris. This is just brilliant. Yesterday we spent four hours on the Eurostar and then checked in at our hotel which sort of reminds me of the hotel in Home Alone 2 (Tim Curry is working in reception). I took Kate on a sprint round Paris, from Tour Eiffel to … Continue reading Running round Paris.
Hello. We are sat in Ebbsfleet International, it has already been quite the adventure. Due to a miswiring in Kate's brain she likes to be everywhere about two hours early so we are just sat having a coffee and being hilarious. Kate was impressed that the car park barrier had my name on its LCD … Continue reading Early morning departure lounge blog post.
I should really be packing. I'm going to Paris tomorrow morning. Instead I'm on my bed watching Arrested Development and eating lunch. Packing is one of those horrible and thankless tasks. I like to leave it to the last possible moment. The closer I am to leaving the surer I am that the stuff I … Continue reading Sunday on my mind.