Hotel Donjon Vincennes
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- Breakfast Available
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services
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... to scoop up my shoe. The plan was a sucess! Daddy arrived with the captain just in time to see Mummy being pulled back up shoe in hand!! Both my shoe and Mummy's hand were thoroughly cleansed. Needless to say, I wasn't allowed near the edge of the boat again!! The cruise ended near some parklands where there were some of the best playgrounds Jackson or I had ever seen! FROM JACKSON: I just missed the drama of ...
We had one sunny and beautiful day in Madrid...and it was the day we boarded the plane to Paris. Where we landed in cold and rainy weather lately. Seriously, what is up with this? I think the universe decided that I've been too spoiled in Arizona for the past year and a half that I needed a reality check and know what it feels like to live in ****** weather again. Fine, I'm tough and I won't complain. Most days, the rain doesn't even ...
... out for me. The weather has been around 25 so of course I do not have the cooler pants to wear, never seem to pack the right clothes, thankfully slightly cooler weather on the way. We have biscuits, crusty bread, cheeses, meats etc for tea in the apartment in the evenings as all tired at end of day. Tend to have main meal when we are out & about. All for now, hope you are all okay. Love you & miss you all very much. Mum xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo Love from Dad too Sent from my ...
... though. I had almost decided to leave him to the stairs and take the
elevator, lucky I didn’t as the stairs required a key card to exit. Can you
imagine? Now on this slow incline, I am given strict orders to collect a towel,
underwear, a pair of shorts and soap and to deliver them to the last cubicle of
the boys bathroom. Of course I comply and I bundle up his order. I enter the
bathroom and holy f-ing jesus! I am hit with a pong above all pongs. ...
... lines I had to wait in each took 3 years. And for some reason, the other people there didn't understand the concept of a "line"; just a crowd of people standing so insanely close to each other, and when a gap appeared, you had to seriously fight to move those three inches forward. Some middle age guy totally cut me, and then let about ten people in front of him. I didn't understand what was going on most of the time. And I'm pretty sure that each time the crowd ...