So yesterday our airport shuttle picked us up at about 6:10am, a few minutes late. Standing on rue Chapon in the darkness, we had some time to comtemplate what we would do if the shuttle didn't come. First, panic. Second, one of us would run up and down rue Beauborg looking for a France Telecom phone to call the shuttle company. Another option would be just to stay in Paris and live in Montmartre and teach English at the Wall Street Institute. I liked that idea but then the shuttle showed and now we're back home.
Our flight home took us over Greenland (we think it was Greenland. Let's just say it was Greenland.). We didn't have video screens (with live geo mapping and games and movies) so we nearly lost our minds but the flight did land early.
Anyhoo... There will be more posts and photos as I learn to blog better (garsh darn blogger html). Yes, it's late and we're home from Paris and no one cares anymore. Yes, I missed the blogging window of freshness. But dammit, there will be more.
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