......I wake up late and get the best part of the clearing up done.
I have a conference in Paris tomorrow, and a meeting early on Tuesday morning in Brussels. We felt the easiest way to make the best use of the time was to drive to Paris on the sunday and then head to brussels early on the tuesday.
One Colleague(My Boss), has already headed down on friday for the weekend in Paris and I'm taking another colleague down today.
It will be the furthest I've ever driven on the right hand side of the road, and I'm quite looking forward to the adventure. Maybe having such a busy day wasn't the best preparation for the drive, but I get in the car and head along the sunday roads towards Brussels. I've driven to brussels so many times, that this part of the journey isn't a problem. It's almost effortless. I manage to get a little lost on the Brussels ring.... but apart from that, it's a straight stretch along some very straight, flat and well tarmaced roads to paris. About 20 Km out of paris the queues start..... once I finally make it to the centre, the beauutiful sunsets over sleepy northern France become a distant memory as I come out of a tunnel to the free-for-all that is the centre of Paris. I make it to our hotel with little adventure other than a crazy navigation across 6 lanes of traffic on Rue De Rivoli:
I'm knackered and Tapas followed by a few very expensive pints of guinness is all I manage before heading off to bed....... It feels nice to be back in Paris, even if it is Tres baltique.....
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