Bonjour from Paris

Bonjour from Paris!

Well landing at Charles de Gaulle was not so pleasant due to the over wellming smell of BO from certain tourists and for those those who know me well, will know exactly what l mean and who l am referring to.  So out comes the good old Rexona to keep me calm and lucky me my bag came out quickly and l did think for a moment...am l just lucky or do they know my status and 'who I am'?  Well off to the cab rank l go as getting the train was too difficult as suddenly no one spoke English at the information desk.  As I was so excited to see Ben and Rachael l thought stuff it l will catch a taxi.  At one look at the line l thought what a stupid decision l have made and all of a sudden the lady directing taxis traffic yells at me to come out of the queue and get into a taxis.....well once l saw the taxi l thought "she clearly knows who l am and in I get into 335 BMW" and yes luxury all the way to the Hotel De Louve l thought. Well not so luxurious when I got to the hotel. Our room is so small that even the door open outwards instead of inwards and good luck trying to get 2 suitcases in the room.  Many bruises have been had from suitcase wheels as we try to move around the room but all is good and take things as they come.

My excitement of being in Paris didn't last to long as jet lag set in and I was out like a light straight after dinner while Rachael was talking to me about the news on Neil Armstrong.  She claims she didn't even get to finish her sentence and me being asleep instantly.  As a result l woke up at the crack of dawn (7.00am) and waited for a bit before thinking of places to go an eat and shop.

The day was spent shopping and walking around and getting told repeatedly by shop assistance that they didn't speak English.  Another observation made....even the toilet doors open outward due to there being no room or the door to your toilet is the opposite toilet which you have to swing around from left to right to get it closed.....very bizzare but hilarious at the same time.  Lots of damage was done at Sephora...god knows why, cause how muc make up could 1 person have and then onto St Michel (via St Germain) cause I was in the wrong area to meet a good friend Gordon McNab who now lives in London and happen to be in Paris at the same time.  Great so see friends and familair faces and the best chocolate mousse l have ever had.

For dinner we went to the top of the Eiffel tower to Le Jules Verne where we had our birthday dinner celebrations for Rachael and I and the meal was amazing.  1010euro later not only where our credit cards crying but so where our stomachs.  Clearly we had drunk and eaten to much and the lift ride down was not going to beat me as l tried to hold down ever cents of that meal.  Paris is very pretty, romantic and a lovely places to visit.  Just visit that at times the people were nicer.

Tomorrow brings a day of shopping, walking and exploring.  Until then Bonsoir!