It was started with a phone call to her husband to say, "oh, would you mind if we go?"
And then soon, the flights were booked, as was a charming 5th floor walk up apartment in Le Marais. The kind with big windows that opened into the street below. The kind where we could wake up to walk to a neighborhood boulangerie for pain au chocolat and eat it in bed.
And then, we were off to the streets of Paris.
And we shopped, did we shop. And we ate, did we ate. And we laughed, did we laugh. And we marveled at the sights, did we marvel.
