After a pretty uneventful, but long and sleepless (for me!) flight, we arrived in Paris at Charles DeGaulle Airport around 5:30 p.m. Sunday night, March 4. It was sad saying goodbye to everyone (I feel as though I've done this much of my adult life!), but after a week of living out of our suitcases at first Courtney's then Andy's (both were fun stays), we were ready to just go and start the dream!
Our driver and our luggage pickup, Eelway, were both waiting when we hauled our eleven bags from Baggage Claim. Yea!!! Eelway took all but our carry-ons to be delivered Monday at the apartment and we were off to our "just for one night" (or so we thought!) hotel. We soon found out David had mistakenly made our reservation for MONDAY night not SUNDAY night!!!!😩. At that point, with no sleep since Friday night and no real food and my left leg stiff and sore, I would have been a crazy woman (or at least more crazy!)... luckily for David, they had an available room so were set.
We dropped our bags, freshened up a bit and were off to get some food. On the way, of course, we walked by the apartment. The minute we stepped foot on our street, the blinking Eiffel Tower greeted us. She looks like she's in our back yard (figuratively speaking). It was fabulous! The street is very nice and quiet with bustling streets on both ends.
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| "On the street where we live" |
We went to a restaurant we traditionally hit on our first night in Paris, Champ de Mars, and the food was only okay but we enjoyed the bustling streets and people watching.
We walked back to the hotel and eagerly went to bed exhausted but excited for Monday to see, in person not just pictures, our new home for the next year!
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