Our last day in Paris

Daniel Segraves

Tomorrow, Susan and I will fly home from Paris. We have enjoyed all our adventures in France, from being greeted by the Nowackis to last night’s Eiffel Tower experience, with the exception of being caught in the midst of a scuffle between the police and illegal peddlers of Eiffel trinkets.

Before we ascended the Tower, we enjoyed a delicious dinner cruise on the Seine.

Before we boarded our Bateaux Parisiens Seine River Dinner Cruise, we enjoyed watching other boats traveling the river.

The dinner cruise concluded with an excellent choice of coffee.

Little is more entertaining than people watching while awaiting the arrival of our tour guide for the Eiffel Tower.

After we left the melee behind, which included armed police chasing sellers of cheaply made wares and warning shouts among those pursued, Susan and I recaptured the romantic ambiance of an evening stroll along the Seine toward our hotel. At least we recaptured it until we were strolled out and decided to hail a taxi. To walk into the lobby of our hotel once again was like coming home.

Through a glass, not so darkly. Susan waves from the window of our hotel room as I gaze up in admiration from the lobby atrium. We just received a text from Delta Airlines inviting us to check in. Only 24 hours remain of our Parisienne days.

Au revoir!