Friday, January 8, 2016

Parisian Tipples. It's all about the ohlala

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. This was my 4th trip to Paris and the first I've had a balcony. I can never go back. Must. have. balcony. To top it off.... an accordion often played under my window. It doesn't matter what tipple I had. It was always good sitting here. It was cold. But worth it. I bought French bottles from the supermarket... maybe $5?? They all tasted like Gold. The maid must have thought I was a drunk with an empty bottle each night.

I admit it. I cried a little. I've been on the Seine a few times. I know all the buildings. Not interested in the commentary. This was a Champagne cruise. Sat in a VIP section. And we drank 3 different champagnes while we travelled up the river. As I was a solo.. the sommelier kept topping up my glass. So I left very happy. In both ways.


Wine. You are almost expected to have it with every meal. Who am I to argue?

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