We got home Thursday evening after spending 21 hours in airports and planes. We arrived in Phoenix to temperatures in the high 50's after leaving a snow covered Paris. I have a cold-stricken husband who has spent the last two days coughing and sneezing. He's getting better but had to call-in sick today because he has no voice. Hopefully he'll get his voice back and return to the friendly skies tomorrow. While he's at work I'm going to get busy with organizing all the photos of our holiday in Paris.
Here are the last pictures we took, Thursday morning from the apartment window.
In front of the building, first time seeing a Smart car dusted with snow.
We were the only ones out walking at 8:30 am.
My poor husband, already feeling sick, walking to the subway station.
The entrance to the Jasmin metro station from where we took the subway to the city center everyday.