What do you do when you arrive in Paris at 5:45 a.m. (11:45 p.m. SD time)? On the plane from NYC, Steve and I figured out that this is the 10th time we’ve been here together. So we’ve had some practice with those ghastly arrival times. It helped.
Olivia’s gracious guIdance also helped. After our arrival at her flat in Neuilly, she let us nap (from 9:30 to 11:30).
Then she served us a lovely lunch.
Then we walked around four five hours in glorious weather.
We were only faking sitting in the sun, but hordes of Parisians were basking in earnest.
Olivia fed us again after we got home. Now miraculously it’s 9:40. We’re nearly comatose, but with luck we won’t be jet lagged in Paris tomorrow..
Only faking? Looks real to me!
What can I say? You life looks soooo much better than mine! Have enough fun for us both!
Sent from an iPad traveling with Doris
Hi J and S. Looks like your having a great time! The song I was talking about was
Midnight at the Oasis sung by Maria Muldaur. Listen to it… Maybe put in your iPhone., and if you dress up as a belly dancer and Steve as a Sheik… Well\, When you are in the Sahara, Have some fun. Just don’t let the natives hear it blaring from your tent!