Well, after an excruciatingly long series of flights, we are finally in Paris! We laid over in Berlin for about six hours, during which time we surprised my friend Ingo (who some of you will recall I stayed with for 10 days in Berlin on my last trip). Much bear-hugging ensued, and Walker got to try a doner kebap and see several sights I'd told him about before we headed to the next airport. Neither of us was able to sleep on our transatlantic flight, so we're both exhausted right now. Not so exhausted that we didn't have the energy to find a cheap dinner--Italian, which sound silly our first night in France, but it was cheap and close--and delicious! The patron selected an excellent wine I'd never heard of in lieu of the Beaujolais we attempted to order, and our mystery-meat pizza was phenominal! We topped it all off with a sweet banana and strawberry crepe. Fat, happy, and tired, we're headed to bed now, but wanted to drop a line to our friends and family first. More tomorrow!
J
About Us
- Jess
- I'm a Jeep-driving, scotch-drinking ex-ballerina just trying to see as much of the world as I can before we destroy it.
Great to hear from you and know you are alive! Keep the posts coming. You two gourmands are going to be so fat when you return. :)
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Enviously awaiting to hear more.
ReplyDeleteGlad you there safe, sound, and obviously well fed!! Mystery meat??? Can't wait to hear more!
ReplyDeleteWhat tragedy you have encountered with rain, and closed shops, and drunken dorm mates. I wish for you sunshine, good fare and privacy in some manner. Good readings for us all over here. You both write so well. Love you both and Happy Birthday. Dad
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