Hello from France!

We haven't really had much chance to write anything up until now... and sadly this isn't going to be much of a post since there's a clown smoking a cigarette right beside me... but here goes!

We got into Charles de Gaul airport around Sunday midday Paris time. Nothing like Pearson, this was... quaint. But I did feel completely out of place - I couldn't speak the language - still can't - and had no idea where to go. Carmen's command of the language Francais was of very little help as you can imagine. (She did find our driver I suppose.)



Monday was kinda fun. We had no plan to speak of. What was our first stop in Paris you ask? A patisserie! The French certainly love their pastries. After that we walked over to the Sacred Heart church and took in my most breath taking view of Paris yet.



Well... the cigarette's finally getting to me. Until tomorrow!

I'm off to find another crepe! :-)