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- Reduced mobility rooms
- Breakfast Available
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... Then we are out the door, walking up the hill towards Montmartre. It's a bit miserable with cloudy skies and intermittent rain, but the spirits of these two holiday seekers shines brightly! Plus the desire to find a good double espresso would be strong enough to will us to run down the streets naked if necessary. Luckily it wasn't and before we knew it two strong coffees were in our hot little hands.
What can you do ...
... night. Lots of noise & chanting, lots of excitement. We had lots of fun!
The cycle tour finished back at the Fat Tire offices, not far from the Eifel tower just before midnight. The next task was to get back to Mat & Lea’s… Metro or taxi. We opted for the taxi as we hadn’t tackled the metro alone yet and it was very late. We walked to the corner where the taxi rank was, no taxis… well, there was one, but he wasn’t ...
... they were. I was so happy to see them. They all congratulated me and gave me a kiss. I think seeing them again was the best reward after running the marathon. We waited for Megan to finish. We were so excited to see her. She finished in her goal time too. What an amazing experience. We all walked back to the Arc de Triomphe on our way home to take photos together. I got home had a shower and jumped into bed for the rest of the day, unable to move! I'm ...
... behind another vehicle parked on the side of the Avenue, turned our hazard light on to say "Won't be long, just gone inside to do something." Inside they told us that before we could claim the tax back we had to get the docket stamped at a border customs office. Great, that means when we fly out from Geneva. An hour wasted.
When we got back outside we noticed a number of police wandering up and down the street ...
... a bit seedy and started walking behind me, so I changed
my course! I was warned about thieves around Sacre Coeur. I walked past another
guy on a bench who started talking crudely to me, so I came to the conclusion
the black cat WAS trying to warn me of something! I headed to the Musée de
Montmartre (where ANOTHER black cat crossed my path). I loved it the building
(oldest in Montmartre) and the exhibits! The gardens ...