Considering my age and the nightmare involved with airports and international travelling these days, I’m thinking my trip in June to attend a writers’ retreat in Paris may have been my last trip abroad. It would be lovely if this proved to be wrong but as it becomes increasingly more difficult to negotiate the endless lineups, security checks, customs, flight delays, lost luggage, and other travel hazards I may be restricting my future trips to local destinations.
That being said, I savoured every second of my Paris trip with the knowledge that it might be my last. I ate and drank everything I wanted without a smidgen of guilt, walked the streets until I thought my feet were going to explode, people-watched with endless fascination, and generally squeezed every single drop of pleasure out of the trip that I possibly could.
I have shared many pictures of my Paris writers’ retreat trip with readers of BoomerBroadcast but I have one last installment. I hope you enjoy these pictures.
I hope you enjoyed my photographic impressions of Paris. If you hear of anyone who would be interested in picking me up in my driveway and dropping me off a few hours later in Nice, France, without involving airports, security, customs, lineups, and stopovers, then I’m up for another adventure after all. Miracles happen!
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