Paris, France
I woke up in our car on a small road in Paris in a very popular suburb. I slept on the back seat. Mum got scared of the people walking past the car at night. The noise of broken glass outside frightened her. Dad slept ok in the front seat because he was knackered from driving so far. We went for breakfast. I had a croissant. The lady rang us about the key they had given us the wrong code. We can now get into the apartment yippee. We took the car back. We have dri...