Serendipity My trip to Paris has started off a little shaky.   I arrived Saturday afternoon with some sort of ‘stomach thing’ that I brought with me from London.  That killed the rest of Saturday.  Sunday, after sleeping in until 11 a.m.  I had a long, luxurious champagne brunch at a café near my hotel.  The weather has been abnormally cool.  It never got much warmer than 65 degrees today.  I think i...

Day 2 I got up early to make sure to take advantage of the breakfast part of my Bed & Breakfast.  I won't make that mistake again.  I didn't think I was a finicky eater, and everyone else seemed happy with the selection - so I'm sure it was me.  I pushed the food around my plate for a few minutes - I didn't want to be rude, I ate toast and drank the coffee and headed off.  I wanted to make sure that I got to Buckingham...

Day 1 Continued After checking in to the hotel, I went to the Post Office to buy a sim card so that I could use my phone in the UK.  I met a guy named Mo. We were chatting while my phone service was set up. When it was all finished, he asked if he could take me out for a drink later that evening . . . It caught me off guard but - When in London - and he was nice enough, so I said "sure" I met him after work and we went to a pub he likes.  He s...

The TripWell, I'm off. Which is virtually a miracle since I was still packing when the taxi driver arrived. My back pack that is supposed to weigh 25lbs max. It weighs at least 50lbs. As soon as I get to London I have to box up as much as possible and send it home or else I'll be in traction by the end of the week. Robert and the Rick Steve's Guide tried to warn me. It is amazing how you think you will desperately need something until you have to carr...