Today we succeeded in getting to the Arc de Triomphe without being fined, scammed or almost-arrested. Pretty good going I'd say! Took Rosie up the Arc de Triomphe without first telling her of the 284 steps to the top resulting in a near cardiac-arrest. We survived! Both of us were grateful for not bringing coats because the weather was ridiculously hot. It was SUCH a sunny day so we walked down the Champs-Elysees and down Rue Rivoli (you can't see Paris on the metro!), visiting the Marc Jacobs store and heading towards Chatelet. We then spent the afternoon debating on whether a zebra or giraffe would make a good pet after reading an article about a pet tiger. Perhaps Rosie should stick with gerbils and slightly smaller furry things... And for once it isn't me with the crazy and spontaneous ideas!
We are now attempting packing and all is not going so well... I think this is where a Tardis comes in use for the both of us. Her suitcase took 20 minutes just to get it shut, and I live in fear of my suitcase zips snapping at the seams halfway through customs at Eurostar. But even if I result in having to run through Gare du Nord and spend a 2-hour stuffy train journey wearing half my clothes including several knitted jumpers and my lace-ups strapped round my neck like ice skates, I couldn't be more excited to go home.
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