In the airport car park we unpacked the car leaving the cleaner half a bottle of wine and some other goodies we didn't want to carry. We must have looked so funny, two scruffy looking people piling all their belongings into two bags, packing then repacking because one of us was cold and needed her red pashmina! We had managed breakfast in a small town where our slept in appearance didn't put the locals off their wine, yes two hardy souls had a vino in front of them at 7.30 am. But I was hungry again and tired so a little cranky.
We managed to get on the metro after carrying the bags down steps, why do they do that in train stations and airports when they know that the majority of people will have bags? This time we had booked a hotel for the night, a modern one with a bath! We arrived at check in time and I had a long bath then a sleep. We didn't see much of Paris that day, it was a bit cold and wet so a good day to chill. We did go out for dinner and got to watch another European cup match in the bar. Well the fans watched, cheered and jeered and I watched the fans.
The photo is of me looking very pleased to be in Paris again, even if we had to leave later that day. We had to carefully choose what we could fit into the day but any day in Paris is a good day.
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