The trip started with a bit of panic at the ticket counter when I thought I'd grabbed Darby's old passport instead of my own...alas, I had mine. (thank god.) Now we are safely ensconced in the admirals club, with Mr. Big-time Flyer. I will say that coffee in a mug and plugs galore is a nice bonus.
A bit about the name of the blog...I know very little French. Most of it comes from a half year elective in middle school and all the swear words my Canadian camp buddies taught me each summer. I do know one joke that I always tell to Kevin which I think is hilarious and he finds not funny at all. It involves three French cats who are on a boat which sinks. The headline in the paper the next day reads Un, Deux, Trois, Cats Sank. ( I can hear you laughing...so that's what I'm going with. )
Not sure how often I'll post, but it should be easier than posting on fb, so follow, if you'd like.
Enjoy.
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