first day

Ok. CDG airport. Who or what designed the user experience of that place?

Our flight, however, was totally smooth. No one kicked the back of my seat and there were no screaming babies. One little boy did manage to throw up just after we landed so that made it all seem more real. The fun ended there, though, as we found ourselves herded onto a tram-train thing that took us to a another building which turned out to be terminal 2 for passport control and baggage claim. Immediately upon deplaning I lost my little yellow "nom et prenom" (nationality) card but no one cared. I got through immigration faster than people who hadn't lost their cards. Therefore, I am not fully legal and I share the blame with a stone-faced French dude who sits behind a glass wall in CDG.

Anyway, got to the apartment. It rules. Pix of that tomorrow.

After a long nap we got up and walked down the street and said hi to the Hôtel de Ville and Notre Dame. You know, just the regular things you see when you go for a stroll.

Had dinner at a pretty good place in St. Germain.

Photos soon. Must sleep now.