Flight was a typical Europe red eye. Paris airport (CDG) is huge. It seems you can’t walk from one terminal to another. Beth rented a car in Terminal 1 but we arrived in Terminal 2. It took about an hour to make that connection. We always seem to struggle with the rendezvous.
The whole drive was rainy. Thank goodness we weren’t riding.
Mark and I were sleeping most of the ride to Nantes (pronounced Nohnts – sort of). I know I butcher most of my French pronunciations – big surprise.
Hard time finding the hotel. Not as bad as Luxembourg City. Beautiful hotel- friendly barmaid. Don’t worry Mar. Bed was rock hard and we all had a wonderful sleep.
Glad you were able to find where Brian was. Just try to keep him from rolling in those bales of hay!