I am sooooooooo close to having this done. I have 6 more days till my self-imposed deadline of June 30th.
It’s funny what each of us choose as “memorable” events or moments on a trip. One of mine is stopping for lunch, after a day of biking, and eating these really delicious fish. There were skewered on a stick and cooked over hot coals on an out-door bbq…. mmmmmm. OK, it was also memorable that Lorna collected the fish heads from other diners and put one on each of her five fingers and did a little act with the fish heads….. Made us laugh hard, made the locals look at us like we were demented…
Naturally, in Paris, you see people walking or biking home at the end of the day, and they ALL, I mean ALL, have a fresh loaf of bread with them.
It’s unusual for Canadians to ever see guards or policemen with machine guns. It’s standard operating procedure in Paris. We always saw young men and women, in groups of threes, hanging about in the Metro. At first it was disconcerting, then when three young men threw their guns over their shoulders so that they could carry my and Paulette’s luggage down the stairs for us, it gave us a completely different, and positive, vibe.
The obligatory Eiffel Tower Page