I'm back in Paris!
It seems like forever since I left, and the agony of having been apart from Georges for 12 days made it all the sweeter when we finally touched down at CDG-Roissy airport this morning. We (ma belle-fille et moi) took an earlier flight than scheduled, so we had the fun of surprising Georges by calling and saying "We're here NOW!" instead of two hours later. Driving into the city, catching my first glimpse of Sacre Coeur which is in our "back yard" practically... I just sighed with happiness.
Coming back to the maison, jumping off the shuttle van into Georges' arms, getting hugs and kisses from the Little Guy (who also arrived this morning from several weeks of holidays and is brown as a berry, and SO cute!) was the best feeling ever. Even sleep deprivation can't wipe the smile from my face.
Because this time, Paris is really, truly HOME for me.
