Part of how we make traveling affordable is by sharing a bed with Daisy. This is not always comfortable: even with a king-size bed, her little legs often end up flailing against someone's head, and some of you may know how loud a child's breathing can be at night. In Paris, however, we had a little double bed with barely any room for us all to lie on our backs! The ultimatum arrived - triple rooms from now on. Just in time for our traveling escapades to end...
Anyway, every morning we raced out of our minuscule room, walked twenty steps, and relaxed on the Place de la Sorbonne for breakfast, erasing the discomfort of the night and lapping up Paris at its best. Roaring fountains, the sight of one of the oldest universities in the world, leafy trees...
Anyway, every morning we raced out of our minuscule room, walked twenty steps, and relaxed on the Place de la Sorbonne for breakfast, erasing the discomfort of the night and lapping up Paris at its best. Roaring fountains, the sight of one of the oldest universities in the world, leafy trees...
The cafe we chose on the place our first morning was so pleasant, and the server so charming with Daisy, that we returned every morning.
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| Standard yet delicious breakfast at L'Ecritoire |
Father/Daughter shot from Easter Monday (another holiday, another hot chocolate?):
Anyway, next time you're in Paris, think of us when you walk through this area. It came to symbolize the Paris that we'd suffer 3-in-a-double-bed to experience. And, while you're there, do a lap (or eighty-five) around this wall in honor of us :)
Love these photos - so many sweet memories, yes?
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