I often tell my eldest son Dan that he really was in Paris once. I was newly pregnant 15 years ago, and tagged along with Larry on a business trip to Paris. The morning sickness, dietary restrictions, and first trimester exhaustion made for a somewhat different Paris experience. I recall lots of resting on park benches, seeking out bathrooms, and the occasional frantic dash for a basin. But if you're going to mix wretchedness with sweet new beginnings, Paris is the place for it.
This will be Larry and my sixth trip to Paris, but the first time for Dan and Evan. They're excited to go to the Eiffel Tower, to ride the Batobus, get some gruesome Revolution stories from guide Michael Ozman, and eat a lot of chocolate. We just want to let them experience Paris on their terms, and hope to ingite in them some of our love for the city.
We're staying in what looks to be a very comfortable apartment in the eastern border of the Marais. http://www.jsdeft.com/paris/
Flying on Iceland Air tomorow night, arriving in Paris in the early afternoon. We'll have the laptop and a wifi connection, so I'll try to blog every now and then. I also have a paper to work on, so I'm making no promises!