Campanile Melun Dammary les Lys
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- Reduced mobility rooms
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... about 10km of walking today quite possibly!!! Today will be another bucket list day. I did spot the Eiffel Tower in the distance as we walked yesterday and had a pang of excitement!!! Am I really in Paris? The days are soooo long so I'm not stressing about getting up early because it not dark until after 10pm... Crazy Only a few pics from yesterday but today I'm sure I'll go happy snap mad!! Big hugs to my beautiful Mum. I hope you are enjoying our ...
... yellow dining room and blue kitchen. Then we able to look round the gardens. The main garden was next to the house and was surprising in style, with its rows of brightly coloured flower beds, trellises and trees laden with blossom. On the other side of the road was the Japanese Water lily garden which was quite different in style, but equally beautiful (see first 3 photos). By the time ...
... in a local bakery (delicious). We grabbed a picnic lunch and headed to Notre Dame. It was Sunday morning - so we lucked out on no line and no entry fee to see the inside of Notre Dame. The outside is magnificent and we enjoyed saying "flying buttresses" one too many times. From there we headed along the Seine to the Pont des Arts bridge - identified by the millions of locks decorating the bridge. The bridge is in a bit of disrepair due to the weight of ...
... nice accommodation. Each bed had a curtain you could pull across which was really handy for a bit of sleeping privacy. Any-who, I digress. This evening I went on a night bike tour. It was amazing!! I pedalled down the Ile de la Cite and went on a relaxing river cruise along the Seine with a glass (cough... a plastic cup) of red wine in hand. I was able to witness the Eiffel Tour all lit up and sparkling. It was ...
... to the same job, and to see the same people. I want to be a vagabond forever.
Part of me wanted to cancel my flight back home and book one to Morocco or Iran. Maybe Guatemala. I wasn't sure, anywhere but New York.
I don't know how long I was on those steps, but it was long enough. A Parisian man walked past me and turned back around, asking me if I was alright in French. I smiled and nodded, wiping away tears. He asked me if I would like to ...