Paris

After working my butt off on the closet (no, it isn’t finished :-( ) we left for the netherlands to celebrate my mother’s 80th birtday. And then we went for a week to Paris. I know Paris quite well, but it was Alison’s first visit to France. It’s strange to speak the language more or less fluently and not knowing the country. Paris reminded her of Montréal, but a lot bigger. I myself enjoyed 6 days without Internet. I guess that’s a record.