Before we left Australia for the UK in '87, my Dad said we should try to do one of two things in Paris.... go to Moulin Rouge, or dine on the Seine courtesy of des Bateaux Mouches. I cant remember why we chose the river, but we did and here's the proof.
I have no recollection of what we wore (clearly I've been wearing black for a while) but I know we were very cold when the cruise finished and we were staggering out to find a taxi home. I had a big coat but my husband was braving the Paris winter in his shirt and Reefer jacket. Somehow we negotiated the intersection of Pont des Invalides without being run over and I remember Peter confidently stepping out onto the road and flagging down a taxi; we had had so much to drink that its a miracle we even remembered our address, and I know the taxi driver thought we were crazy tourists. Which we were. We had so much fun that night and it always made us laugh to remember.
What lovely memories and a pretty good looking couple in that photo! ((HUGS))
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your memories. I enjoyed traveling with you!
ReplyDeleteI am so enjoying this! Very fun to participate in the Paris in July! I really wanted to do that boat -- next time.
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