Arrival

We've arrived in Paris, France. I could say that the 5 hours of metro hopping and walking through all of Paris seemed like when we landed it was actually hell that we arrived in, not France. The hotel we were searching for, that we got a steal on! (Which turned out to be actually exactly what we paid for) was on a street that most locals didn't know existed. I could say it was hell we were in but I will not. In retrospect, through the searching, we experienced so much that I did not realize until my ugly straw hat and belt was off in the comfort of our hotel. The French people were extremely warm and helpful and actually went out of their way to help guide us to Atlantis (named Atlantis because it didn't seem to exist at the time we were searching for it). What I experienced from the French people during our trek was quite contrary to what I expecting. With rest and a croissant, this morning we will plot our journey through a country that has welcomed us well so far. Stay tuned.