A SERIES OF COCK UPS
In true Pasini planning mode, Daniela and the beagle never materialised and the trip to Paris turned into a logistical nightmare. The Seine says hi though, as do the baguettes and the terraces; the Parisians though are too mopey to bother saying hello. That said, it was tres joli indeed and I could really have done with a few more days swanning around.
As for the gossip, I confirm, Ben and Betta seem firmly intent on leaping off the cliff (ie getting married). Loris and Nath cannot cope with the idea for now as she is too busy getting up at 4 am nearly every morning, whist Loris tries his hardest to keep her up all night! Fish markets, I tell you.
Anyhow, should I still have enough energy, I would present the gripping details of my trip back on a silver platter – yes, it is worth it – but I might just stop at saying that AlItalia lives up to its reputation.
In fact, no, I am going to make this into a monster blog and tell you all about it.
From A to B in Paris.
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