Off to Paris

  I am breathing the clear evening air of Paris, sitting in a (!) MacDonald's that has wireless internet, close to my flat, around the corner and down a narrow cobblestone street that is filled with people from everywhere who are eating, walking, talking, shopping and looking at all the other people.  My exhausted friend, Vanessa, is sitting next to me gazing out the window at the mobilettes parked in a row waiting for someone to pay the fee and jump on.  If you turn left coming out of our courtyard, go to the end of the street, turn right for half a block, you come out in full view of the Cathedral of Notre Dame.  We had lunch sitting in awe of it.  

We are bleary eyed today.  The flight was, of course, long and arduous.  But we have both come through it intact.  We spent very little time at the airport here.  Our shuttle was efficient and perfect.  Because we weren't supposed to be in the flat until 2:00 and we arrived here about 9:00 a.m. (2:00 a.m. our time), we walked around, had lunch, shopped for a little food for the flat, before we collapsed into a 4 hour nap.  

We're about to visit the Seine, which is a block or two from where we live, to watch evening fall over this amazing and beautiful city.