It was Thanksgiving. Which meant we were inspired to stay in our loft apartment with the fabulous views and cook dinner ourselves. Raclette!! Yummy!!
The Eiffel Tower was awesome (but too much security). The Picasso museum was awesome. The Louvre was awesome. After three days exploring the streets and museum of Paris, we were tired, but full of inspiration. But it was getting cold. So we decided to head south, to the Mediterranean.
And this time Sophie gets to go with me! and Dalmy… I’m not sure about having Dalmy on my head all the time, though.
I love Sophie’s smile. We are going to Paris! Myself, Dalmy, Sophie (who speaks Spanish not French), Elliot (who speaks French, not Spanish), Dad (who speaks French, yay!), and Erin (who speaks Spanish, like Sophie). Are you confused yet on who speaks what? I speak Hedgiese.
It is a nine and a half hour flight from Seattle to Paris, France. But that wasn’t all… we left home at 5am in order to drive from Corvallis to Eugene and then fly from Eugene to Seattle. Then we had to wait for three hours in the Seattle airport. So I was exhausted even before getting on the plane to France.