Out of Paris by the Skin of Our Teeth (and with a few Euros left!) Hello Venizia!
View coming into Venice by Water taxi:
Mood Reading: Not enough z’s to even register!
4:30 came awfully quick this morning. Elaine and I spent our last night in Paris dining outside at a 
lovely little cafe near Isle St. Louis. We chatted over chilled Sancerre with one of the locals about the magic and marvels of his beloved City of lights and then flanuered past Notre Dame around 11:30 pm. The streets alive with tourists, residents, and endless energy – we came across a delightful couple from NYC who had just landed and stopped long enough to share some stories, give our limited but solicited perspective of what to see (their first visit) and share some bawdy guffaws and good natured laughs as only Americans can in an otherwise discreetly soft-spoken civilized city. Got back to the hotel around midnite and realized we had only a little over 4 hours to pack our flea market finds (EGADS!! We’re only four days in and already using the expandable feature on our suitcases), sleep, phoof our hair, and start it all over again in a different country! Read the rest of this entry »
From the Kitchen Counter... 