Well, that’s about it. Eight weeks on the road have tonight, come to its conclusion. Eight weeks of a suitcase I never want to see again. My favourite boots, I never want to see again. What once was my best socks , I have worn holes in them and have been discarded to the bin ( never to be seen again )Eight weeks of washing clothes in sinks and bath tubs, I don’t need to do again. Home now to many people we miss and do want to see again. It’s been quite an adventure, we met some very interesting people, encountered and explored some incredible places.
To finish off the last few days in Paris, with its Christmas festivities on show, it’s a great way to finish our trip
Margy ann in the lane next to our hotel in St German Paris
What now has become our accepted French breakfast. Cafe creme, croissant, baguette and jam
One more selfie by the Louvre
And finally to me this is Paris. Walking home to the hotel after lunch today, to head of to CDG Airport for trip home.
I looked down this strangely almost empty street ( the buildings, the bikes, the chairs of the cafe lined up) that’s Paris!!
See you all soon