It took planes, trains, and a whole lotta walking (most of it underground at the airport and then the Metro station). But we made it to Paris.

Thanks Mom & Dad for the screen grab!

Our room at Hotel Britannique is tres adorable, which is a good thing because it is also tres petit and sans vue—our window (French, of course) opens onto a beige stucco wall and and alleyway. But who wants to spend their days sitting in the hotel room anyway? This is Paris!

Au revoir for now,

M & M