Dammit. This is what happens when I get behind. Ok on this day I think we took the Trolley to the Neighborhood of Make-Believe. Only some of us went though because most people didn't watch Mr. Rogers growing up and had no idea what that meant. I told you this was a young crew. We had a nice breakfast today with many pastries and breads. The French are way better at baking than they are at making coffee. If they can just find a way to caffeinate their croissants then I’ll probably move here. It was a pretty long driving day. We stopped twice on the way to Paris but none of the stops are worth mentioning or photographing so I’ll just skip right to the action… We got in around six and got settled before dinner at the hotel. Today was salad & quiche to start and chicken with gravy and vegetables (I think) and then lemon tart for dessert. It was one of the better meals we’ve had so I was throwing a lot of Merci’s around. Dominic told me to skip the R and just pronounce it “Meh – S