James, Krista, G & H visited us in Paris a couple of weeks ago, and what a week. Cousins, aunts and uncles bonded, big family meals were shared, Paris was explored and experienced, and everyone was happy.
Here for a little more than a week, they packed in a huge list of activities and must see things to do in Paris, including some that we hadn't done ourselves yet - Moulin Rouge, Disney Land Paris, and the Bario Latino Nightclub.
Krista's French was quite good, and she comfortably handled the Parisians while James quickly sorted out the lay of the land, figured out the bus and Metro lines, and they were off. Every day seemed stuffed with adventure, a cafe moment and a good story or two.
James was approached by a ring gypsy, they purchased pornographic postcards at the river, Krista went wine tasting with Jo's expatriate posse, G went to a Paris birthday party, and was baby sat by a movie star (Emily our baby sitter was in the movie Madeleine). H spent 3.5 glorious hours with his Uncle Ru where he was a complete angel, and charmed his way through the afternoon, going to sleep when asked, eating all his lunch and walking to the park like a big boy.
Dad and Gwendy also visited Paris, and overlapped with James and company by a couple of days. They were on a 3.5 weeks tour in the UK/France and went south to visit Tim & Mary B-C in Provence as well. They too did Paris in style, except for their local hotel, which was a bit shocking, and I am sure will be a Paris tale to tell. We all had the chance to share a big brunch together (sorry dad, no pics in this post).
Their visits were over too quickly, but we all have memories that will last a lifetime. Thank you for coming.
