Traveling Marla is in Paris. Sorry France.
Only a short stop in Paris to hit a few highlights and watch fireworks for Bastille Day tomorrow night. Caught the red eye here last night and zombie’d our way through a tour of Versailles, a walk around the neighborhood where we’re staying, and a lame attempt at ordering lunch in French.
Kurt was excited to finally order croissants in a French-sounding way, from a French bakery, and even managed to suppress his desire to say “oui! oui!” in the same overly-accented manner he does at home. However, he has been entertaining me with his “sneaky ouis”, whispering them to me every time the urge hits him.
Here’s a view of the Eiffel Tower from our balcony at the Radisson Blu le Metropolitan. We chose it so we can enjoy the Bastille Day fireworks without the stress of navigating crowds. We’ll see how that goes…
Vive la France!