We have been welcomed at the Pink Hotel as family, really. The small staff insures an intimate setting and has been part of the real fun. We have met and interacted with many good folks on our bike tours and travels, laughed a lot, learned new stuff, seen things we had only read or heard about, strolled most days until my feet nearly gave out, ate new foods and learned to navigate Paris enough that we are now able to send even newer arrivals on their way.
Jenifer got a couple of scarves like the Parisiennes love to wear and a pair of Fleur de lys earrings as momentos plus some chocolates that are only found here. I bought some mustards.
Baquettes and pastry from the Boulangerie and Patisserie are daily rituals that we will sorely miss. These are literally everywhere. Seeing people line up daily for their daily bread, and now ours, will not be duplicated back home. Neither will the impossibly parked cars with literally inches from the bumpers, front and rear.
The must see sites have been mostly covered. We did not ascend the Eiffel Tower, weather, time and lines were barriers. We did not get to the Louvre - same excuses as the Tower, but we did do much of what we wanted, and the pieces of the trip that we imagined before coming, mostly did work.
And we had fun together, perhaps the most important part. And we can truly say that we do have friends in Paris. Good times were had here. Pretty fine
Ands lots of photos of the sites, good folks and nearly all of the food to help us remember
-- Post From My iPad
