Listen very carefully - I shall say this only once...
The only problem is that the stubborn bastards continue to want to speak that mixedfangdangle noise of theirs that they call a language. I recognised the letters on the maps etc as well; but the spelling was appalling(don't get me started on the over punctuation...).
From there we went for a walk down to The Sene and did a river cruise, went out for dinner, had a few wines at the dodgy local. Nothing like a grab of the proverbial derriere from an eighty year old local (I swear I could have had her if I wasn't with Mum...) and then a relatively early night.
Day two was a lot busier - up and atom (at 10am no less) and down to the 'l'Grand Open Tour' (open top bus number); the buggers will spell it well enough for you to understand if there is a dime or two in it for them... The sites were many and all mentionable - but I shall not bore you with them now; I shall however post a few pics of the highlights.
Later it was hammering down with rain - so we opted for a dinner close to home in order to keep things simple. And I have to say (and Ma will back me up fully) another HUGELY average 'French' menu. 'Chicken and Chips' for God's sake - and we went looking for a nice local menu! Granted, we had avoided the five star hotel restaurants - but the average French (inner city) menu was 'bollocks', or 'chicken and chips', as I mentioned.
Day three and down to the Latin Quarter which was one of the most stunning areas of Paris. A beer for lunch (NZD-30.00 for the 2) and it was time to be off. And off on the Eurostar which rates an honourable mention - 280kmph in a straight line and in good comfort.
Too much to mention now - but it was a great weekend that generated a couple of stories. Home safe and sound for a three day week before I am off on the cruise! Doing it tough at the moment.
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