Paris: part 1

We made it to Paris. But what a week we had prior...

Around 4 AM on Monday, I woke up to the sound that strikes fear in the heart of parents everywhere: the the I’M GONNA THROW UP wail. The stomach virus had landed.

Whelp.

I had intended to spend Monday thru Friday:

• brushing up on my French
• packing with some semblance of organization
• buying groceries for Chuck and Sarah Kate
• and getting my “I’s” dotted and “T’s” crossed at work