We made it in good shape to Paris. The apartment is very nice and considerably roomier then Merilee's old unit.  The neighborhood is not some place you want to hang around. A bit noisy and slightly shabby. Of course it is where real people live and that makes it interesting.  It is weird seeing so many small boutique type shops closed. Most Parisians leave in August for holiday but come September they will be open.  When we arrived Megan was here to greet and welcome us.  She was a sight for tired red eyes. She even helped us get our bus/metro/train pass for the remainder of the week.  One funny thought. On our first leg from Seattle to Iceland, nearly all the business class fliers were seriously over weight. Could this be the blessing and curse of those with a full economic cup of plenty. The second leg from Iceland to Paris the travelers were a great deal trimmer.  Tomorrow evening Jenny and Basti arrive plus we have a meeting with Marilee, and finally a meet and greet with Jenny's Airbnb owners. Also, we have to try and get a SIM card with a phone number and Internet access. Yikes, can we do it without being ripped off? I am prepared  now, no Puk number no euros and I can put my own nano sim in, mercy very much!

I have updated this blog, Wednesday at 5:06  am, Bob normal time. The fog of flight has lifted and everything already seems cheerier, brighter with the slow rhythmic breathing of Gayle beside me. Keep in mind it 5am, steel shutters closed, and black as a witches cat. All is well in the world!

Megan and Company