One can get high as a kite in Paris,and it’s all nat-u-ral, actually
Just to be brief because I have friends waiting. But, yes, the hangers did arrive, plus the washcloths, plus the Irish Spring deodorant soap and those little things were just pure bliss. Much to do ’bout everything as we are flying here and there and everywhere to absorb the City of Lights and not sure whether they’re wearing me out or visa versa. In any case, staying at the top of the Eiffel Tower is and was a natural high, no, not was, as we’re still on it; not to mention the mesmerizing maze of metro trains, culinary delights beyond belief and photos are to come, but how do you photograph TASTE!!??
But not now…………