Wake up at pre-ass crack of dawn, after less than two hours of sleep because I'm at the uncomfortable stage in this never-ending pregnancy, to find a message on my cell phone. My niece’s flights didn't connect. She's stuck in DC. And my train tickets are non-refundable. Lovely. I get to do this all again tomorrow...
...unless one of you nice folks in Paris can offer me a bed for the night ;°)
Doc, you are more than welcome to stay at my place, if it helps. I'm not exactly in Paris though. Near Fontainebleau... email me at antipodeesse@yahoo.fr