We met up in London at some ungodly hour, went off to Waterloo to get the Eurostar and, a few hours later, got off the train in Paris. For many it was a first visit to Paris.
I'd been there a few months before, a rugby weekend when first Wasps got hammered and then so did the fans.
It was nice to get back to Paris to see all of the bits I was too tired and emotional to see a few months before
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| The Ecole Militaire, where Napoleon did, or didn't, attend. Hey, French history isn't my strong point. | |
| The Eiffel Tower at night, and someone's head artistically placed in the bottom left hand corner. | |
| Looking up the Eiffel Tower at night. Ooooh. Aaaah. | |
| Chateau Chambord. My first thought? "How long must it take to hoover this place?" | |
| Hennessy distillery at Cognac. You had to get a ferry across the river to get to the place. Who else remembers the smell of the place? I reckon you could get fairly shedded just licking the walls. | |
| We spent the night in Bordeaux, roadworks capital of France. What a lovely hotel it was. Breakfast was "enjoyed" under the watchful eyes of two machine-gun turrets in case anyone ate more than the two rolls generously provided. I know I don't like a big breakfast but I would like the chance to decline food. | |