Flying Home

Day 19 and we are boarding our plane bound for home, it's been a great experience and wonderful meeting Philippe's family, seeing where he was born and brought up and seeing Paris wasn't a bad thing either. Thanks for following us on our trip.

Another day in Paris

Spent another day on the Big B Bus line, again it's a hop on hop off with one ticket for the day so we went thru Pigalle, an area  frequented by prostitutes or so we're told so we didn't waste any time there, next, we visited Sacred Heart and drove by Notre Dame wile the bells where chiming, the glass building whose windows automatically opened and closed was very interesting. The boat is a Dhow used by skilled fishermen and this particular one was purchased and put on exhibit in 2004.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paris, France, need I write more?

Yes, we are in Paris, the one n France, I mean, we woke up at 6:30 to make the flight but still ended up doing a bunch of site seeing, the first thing after settling in to our hotel we did was to take a bus tour, good idea, my feet needed the rest, we saw the Eiffel tower, a very large Ferris wheel, the Arch de Triumph and the Seine River. You won't believe this but this time we ate Mexican, yes Mexican in France. A little background on the Arch de Triumph, it was built after Napoleon's victory in 1805 and Napoleon promised that "you shall go home beneath a triumphal arches

More Chateaux visiting

Thursday morning  brought us to Nerec Chateaux that France's Henry IV, couldn't get in so we made do with a walk along the river and ate at the Roma, Italian pizzeria in France. After our walk we went back and visited with Marie Christine, Philippe's sister and his parents. Sadly we have to leave our gracious host and start packing for the first leg of our return home, the first leg being a flight from Toulouse to Paris

Expanding our daily trips

Today we got going at about 9:00am set out to visit some of the smaller towns that surrounded Agen, our first stop was Pujols rated as one of Frances prettiest small towns. Then it was on to Monflanquin, the largest fortified village, known as a Bastide, founded in 1252 and home to an organic market where we purchased fruits and vegetables, as the market also had a sort of Flea market, I purchase a scarf made of lamb's wool. This time we ate at a salad bar and had sweet pork and noodles. We finished up the day at Villeneuve-Sur-Lot