BEST WESTERN Gaillon Opera
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... of the museum were quite extensive and provided a relaxing and rewarding stroll through broad avenues of plants and finally the zoo. I took a photo of the ancient members of the group, those classified as seniors, with a model of one of their close relatives. Down past the Sorbonne and along the banks of the Seine we were again at the Notre Dame in no time. It's amazing how many love padlocks have been attached to the bridges over the Seine ...
... that we were dripping sweat from every part of our bodies was not about to affect our ability to have fun.
This morning was our last meeting on ATW80. We met with Valerie Sasset, the Managing Director of France, Laurence Segala, Sales Director of EMEA, and Laurent Bensaid, Director of Account Management in France. We learned that the market in France is a very dynamic market that operates very differently from other European ...
... the hotel is literally right out the door. Very convenient. The weather was absolutely horrible. It was cold, windy and raining a little, which took away a little of the pleasure of actually being there, finally! Especially for the kids. This castle is pretty amazing, in all its pink glory. We walked down main street and headed straight to the castle. We stopped for a few pictures and then the boys and I went to check out the dragon I had read was under the castle. I was ...
... br> Home by 10:30pm and ready for bed !!
Wednesday 13 May 2015 - Today began at 2:30am (Paris time) with the news that Mum had deteriorated in health during the morning in Australia. By 4:30am (12:30 pm Brisbane time), the news had been confirmed that Mum had passed away peacefully at the Hostel in which she was accommodated.
Not welcome news - but also not unexpected. I had spoken to her from Istanbul on the previous Sunday - Mother's Day ...
... snail slugging its way down my oesophagus into my stomach where it would set up home. Billy took charge and threw the sluggy inner into his mouth chewed once and swallowed. I took a bit more encouraging. It was a mind over matter thing, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get my mind over the matter. The snail went in my mouth and I chewed, and chewed, my ability to swallow was somewhat absent, my throat was rejecting this decision to consume the garden ...