Jet Lag

Writing from my hotel room at 3 AM. Collapsed at 7:30pm waking at one. This is a normal occurrence of jet lag.

The hotel room is lovely and comfortable.

To digress the trip from the airport was 45 minutes long. Had an amazing Pakistani driver who has lived in Paris for over 20 years. He even carried my bag which is a rarity, gave him a $10 tip.

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He offered much information about the area and spoke English fairly well. He had three daughters all in college and one studying to be a doctor.

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I always cringe when I hear evil stories of immigrants. Why? Enough said in this story as this is common place for immigrants and their children. They have so much to offer and work so hard.

In the 45 minute journey was able to snag a catacomb ticket. It was a bit pricey, but includes a boat ride on the Seine. My next blog should be from there and looking very forward to it. All the reviews are five star.

Well, it’s back to sleep for me. Breakfast is included and at 7:30. The catacombs tour is at 10:15 and I’ll have ample time to find the place.

Until then, bon nuit.οΏΌπŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€πŸ’€

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