City on the Hill

Paris seems to be one of those places that has a romantic appeal for people. I had no particular longing, but I figured I’d get there eventually. Michelle wanted to go and 2014 turned out to be the year that we finally had the time and money to make it happen. Even though it wasn’t my idea, I took on the familiar role of travel agent. I made the flight and hotel reservations, gathered the guidebooks and made a spreadsheet of things to see, which we ranked and tabulated. By February we’d done our research and prepared a basic itinerary. Michelle was all packed by the second week of March. As usual, I didn’t even start until two days before.
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