Travel, Not So Fun

Here I am in Paris. That is all I have accomplished in the past 18 hours. First, I got busted at the Greater Cincinnati Airport in the body scan for wearing a money belt. I forgot about it...I needed that money belt because I was carrying the 8000 Euros I needed to buy my first cup of coffee in France. After I was cleared of wrongdoing, the actual flight was not so bad, given we were in the air for only 7 hours. Hey, China was 14 hours--this was a cakewalk.

I had carefully researched the best way to get to my apartment and according to the internet, I should just "follow the signs" to the Roissybus. There weren't any signs that I could see so but I found it after asking about 3 people and was merrily on my way until the bus blew a tire. It was one of those double buses with 6 tires but apparently it couldn't spare the one so we had to get a new bus.

After that, it was theoretically a 10 minute walk from the Opera to my apartment but I think I circled the Opera House twice until I ended up on the correct street. I took a nap, then Nicole brought me some lunch (she found my apartment with no instructions) and is now snoozing in my bed until she goes to the theater. My plans for the evening include reading and sleeping. Too bad about the jet lag because this has been the nicest day Paris has had this month.