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Published: August 25th 2016
Our First Night in Paris
Well the morning has come its time to set our bags out side by our cabin door. Yes, we’re both sad that the cruise has come to an end.
We slowly make our way to the dinning room as if this is going to prolong our time on the boat.
We had a good breakfast and made ourselves our famous sandwiches for a snack latter. We even snagged a couple of hard-boiled eggs.
The crew I think was sadder than Kirsten, they all hugged her as she was leaving the boat. At one point I think Arie was wiping a tear from his eye.
We climbed on the bus for our ride to Luxemburg to visit the WWII gravesite where General Patton is buried. You know, I grew up at Fort Knox where the Patton Museum along with the Gold Vault is located and never really knew where Patton was buried. Now I know. This is the area where the famous Battle of the Bulge happened. You know Band of Brothers, even though it’s a great HBO series; it’s still very emotional to see the sacrifice that was paid for us.
From the graveyard we then went into the city of Luxemburg. We took the tour and saw this building and the royal resident and some more of the baroque building along with some Romanesque stuff.
As we were walking thought the Saturday market I spotted him; “The Chicken Man”.
As I turned toward the chicken man’s booth, the tour group stopped and stared at me. It was slow motion as I removed the audio ear piece thingie. we use for listening to the tour guides. I could hear the older ladies gasp and their husbands saying he’s doing it again that rebel.
Yep, your correct I’m leaving the pack again. This time it’s well worth it.
It’s Chicken Man Time. Needless to say lunch was Sooooooo Good!
We had a grilled chicken, large beer and bread. The bread was mostly used to wipe the grease off my face and fingers. And then I ate it. You just haven’t lived until you have eaten chicken from the Chicken Man.
After lunch we climbed back on the buss and off we were to Paris. Now one of the main reasons for coming on this trip
was to purchase Caroline a backpack. Not just any backpack but one from the rest stop on our way to Paris.
Earlier Brian, Mandy, Will, Mark, Caroline and Bea did the same trip. Well when the bus stopped for a 30 bathroom break at this autobahn truck stop, Caroline found this backpack she wanted. Well everyone poo poo her getting it, you’ll find a better one in Paris. Great logic except she didn’t! Oop’s
So Caroline as soon as she got home sat down with her aunt Kisty and had a heart to heart talk. Kirsten was on a mission. It was even cemented when Brian got involved saying what ever you do don’t come home with out the backpack.
We have the backpack. Caroline will now be sporting the Paris look on the first day of school. Theirs important and then THEIRS IMPORTANT!
We arrive in Paris its 5 PM ish and Kirsten and I decide to have dinner by the Eiffel Tower. We get our room keys and head upstairs drop off our stuff and out the door we go. We decided to get a bottle of wine, some cheese, bread, olives and salami.
We jump on the Metro and head over to the Eiffel Tower. Were there in minutes and we fight the crowd and find ourselves a bench on the lawn over looking the Eiffel Tower. We sat there drinking and eating till we were stuffed. We decided to walk back to our hotel. But once we got to the river we decided to sit on the shore and finish our bottle of wine.
As we walked back we saw the Eiffel Tower light up and it began twinkling. Kirsten turns toward me and says it would have been a perfect evening if we had two bottles of wine.
There is always tomorrow evening!
I just love this woman!
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