Due to our delay in Newark, we landed in Birmingham on Saturday morning instead of Friday. Matt and I had already booked flights to leave for Paris with Annette and James on Sunday, the very next day. Max and Sam were not included in these plans and we felt pretty wicked leaving my mum and dad with them after just one day. We knew we were pushing it when we thought the boys would have two days to acclimatize. Grandma and Grandad deserve an award.
Off we went feeling footloose and fancy free. I really had forgotten what it is like to go anywhere without packing a daiper bag and I have to say it was fantastic.
Wonderful sunny weather and excellent company made this the perfect little get-away. Too bad the food was so expensive and our French so poor.


Angelina's for breakfast

Melted dark chocolate, otherwise known as chocolat chaud

we walked over 10 miles in two days due to the boys refusing to get a taxi.

The Louvre