thirty thousand feet over the atlantic ocean

today, we find ourselves flying home from paris, via london. we’ve been at it for about twelve hours, and have roughly seven or eight left, depending on conditions at o’hare and the ride back home.

originally, this was planned as mainly a concert trip – sting and shaggy were performing sting’s the last ship musical production at le seine musicale, lara fabian was performing at bercy a few days later, and the following friday was the first paris date of i gotta feeling – la tournée des années 2000. separately, it developed into a nice re-do of the september trip, which was derailed by an attack of insomnia, previously detailed at length here.

we visited the jardin des plantes, ménagerie, the palace of versailles, and innumerable parks – a wonderful break from the terrible chicago winter weather. we were also able to meet with friends in town from norway and charmes, which is always nice – not often we’re all in the same place at the same time.

photos to come after i process them, sometime this week, just don’t hold me to it.

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