Sunday was a
frantic day of packing and trying to complete all the lists of things that
needed to be done in the house. We
almost did it all. Thank goodness David
and Maryrose will be able to go over to our house and check things out.
Graham and
Everett’s “Flat Stanleys” made sure they were packed so they can go on our
adventures too.
After flying
all night, we landed in Heathrow Airport in London, where we went for
breakfast. John was delighted to see
that they served beer with breakfast!
Turns out it was actually more expensive to have coffee, which I
enjoyed.
The second
flight, to Nice, was uneventful, and Heather met us at the airport. So here we are in the cute apartment where
she has been staying for the past month.
The view is lovely, and we are up for some exploring of this magnificent
area.
So here's my attempt at a comment. Glad dad got to have his breakfast beer. Much better than coffee.
ReplyDeleteBeer with breakfast....so totally civilized. Of course, in France it could be wine, or brandy, or cognac...hummmm
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