Week in Paris
After a week in Paris, we are exhausted, the Parisian seem to spend all morning in bed and all night eating and drinking, they never stop talking, moving and worst of all they are all thin. The men are for the most part handsome, the women beautiful, no bear bellies in sight and no fat bottoms. We did the tourism thing each day, trying to see as much as possible. There are countless galleries and museums to visit and although we did manage to visit a great number we encountered problems, for example getting lost, blisters on feet. And then there is the underground tube, scary place, we managed to get tickets for two days and survive the mass network of trains and people, well at least we thought we did. It was like a passage from the movie Jaws as we accidentally got on the wrong train and headed for an unknown destination, we looked out of place, with our camera, and I am a tourist accessory. We realized our mistake and quickly got off and took a taxi back.
Hightlights of first week to come
Hightlights of first week to come
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