Escape to myself

After a long and arduous, not to say tedious but exciting, journey I finally arrived in Paris at 2.30am, four hours late because a demonstration on the railway line. Apparently something to do with building a railway line through the mountains. Never mind I’m here and of course when I got to my hotel there was Cedric waiting outside to greet me with a smile and embrace despite the ungodly hour. It was lovely to see him and he was his usual charming self. I was up at 8.30 and am now taking my petit dejeauner… juice, coffee, croissant fruit and yoghurt. I was starving as I hadn’t eaten since 2.30 yesterday and that was just a panino. Now I’m ready to start the day I think . Let’s see what adventures Paris can bring. At least I got here. There were a few moments when it looked unlikely. So en avant mes enfants. More to follow.