France

I got to go to Paris for Scott's birthday. I went on the Euro Star. That is also how tons of British children get to Euro Disney. Don't schedule your train 30 minutes after their's. But, besides the hyped up children THAT is the way to travel. When I got to Paris we went out to Versailles were Scott is going to school and met his host mother and looked at wedding photos and drank peach vinegar alcohol. YUM. We then went to Paris to experience the night life and rolled in on the first train home the next morning. For those of you that know my sleeping habits you can imagine my mental state.

The "next" day we went to Notre Dame and walked down the Champs-Elysees. We went to the outside of the Louvre to see the glass pyramid. Then we went to Scott's birthday party. It was dramatic to say the least. Put 6 men, one of which has hair that stands literally on end like as in all 7 inches of it, in a room no bigger than a walk in closet with a yapping dog and drama is sure to unfold. But, it was fun and he turned 21 and we could see the Arc de Triompe from the party.

The next day we went to the Muse d'Orsay and saw all the beautiful Degas dancer paintings. Then we walked over to the Eiffel Tower and did photo shoots there. That night we hung out at this cafe we had been going to that was fun by an American and talked to him.

The next day Scott had to go to class, but I went to the Pompidou, the modern art museum. I'm still impressed I found it.

It was such a wonderful trip and so cool to see Scott in Europe and all happy. It was fun to celebrate a 21st as well. I loved Paris and France. I am amazed how different it was from England. The people are less reserved and less concerned with the norm. They have a more casual atmosphere as well. Still, my heart goes with England.