Apologies for yesterday, I didn't write my blog (I know some of you will be pleased about this). The reason for my poor show was that I was partying at a little bar called La Rascasse, more about this later. I'll warn you now, it's a bit of a lengthy one tonight... So, yesterday I got up early in Nice and took the train over to Monaco-Monte Carlo. If I'm honest with myself, visiting Monaco was one the main reasons I booked the trip. I've always wanted to go and ...

So today was an early start, up at 7am, that's 6am in England, out the hotel via the French National Pastry Launching champion 2009/2010 otherwise known as "Petit Dejeuener" and onto the Paris Metro bound for Le Gare Lyon. At the station I stagger across the concourse to the Billeterie and have, what in my mind was, a full blown conversation in French in order to purchase my reservation for the TGV to Nice-Ville. Whether any of it made sense I don't know or par...

So, day two. Woke up, went downstairs to something called "Petit Dejeuner". Now apparently, this is breakfast in France. However it did consist of catching a luke warm choix pastry which was lovingly fired at you from a rather angry looking African woman stood in the corner. I left quite quickly. I made my way down from my hotel to The Notre Dame and had a wander through the building, gazing at the height of the stained glass windows in the transept and attempt...

Hello everybody! Well well well. I made it! The day started with a pint in the bar at Terminal 3 at Manchester Airport (at 11:00am) then I got on this aluminium tube with engines on. This machine then proceeded to toss 109 people (plus 5 crew) about for the next 1:15 like a washing machine. I've had runways overshot, landings aborted, landed in a blizzard, however; I have never dropped 1000 feet in 4 seconds. Vom. Anyway, we landed at Charles De Gaulle Term...