The city of lights and intimidation. Thursday was a travel day.
We had an early flight and were both sad to leave Iceland and excited for the next step of our adventure, even though it brings us closer to saying goodbye (for a month) to Marina. The flight to CDG was a bit over three hours and everything went well logistically until we got to France, though Russell’s cold includes congestion and the consequent pain from pressure changes. The heralded transit strike in Paris was no problem; we just took a cab. The main problem was with our phones. We have an international plan that allows us access to data wherever we will travel, but it did not work smoothly in France as it had in Iceland. We had access to phone and text, but we could not contact our B&B host to arrange for arrival because we had their contact info only on a website. So we spent an anxious hour-long cab ride on the phone with Verizon. They were pleasant and accommodating and able to fix Russell’s phone and Marina’s.
Check out who we found when we arrived at the residence.
We had a bit of trouble paying for the cab, but this French-fluent boy was able to make it all work! And when we finally were able to contact our host and she arrived, he again was able to communicate fluidly with her.
Russell took another evening of rest (and more Verizon conversations) while Marina, Izzy, and Emily went to dinner. and brought Russell some food afterwards. Then, Russell and Emily went to sleep and Marina and Izzy went out.
As we type, it’s Friday morning. Marina’s sleeping in. Emily bravely went out for coffee and other supplies. Russell’s feeling much better and hopes that one quiet day will revive him completely. And, it’s time for Russell to start writing, anyway – a silver lining.
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