Oui! Oui! I'm in Parieeee!

It's my birthday weekend, and so we decided to try a different type of adventure. We drove to the Munich airport, went to the "Last Minute" desk and just said, "We want to go somewhere. What's cheap?" The girl said, "When do you want to go?" We answered in unison, "Now!" She looked at us kindda funny, and Marty said, "This is the 'Last Minute' desk right? We want to do something... last minute." She grinned and started looking things up.

"Berlin," she offered, "Amsterdam, Paris, Prague, Athens, Budapest" So many choices. It turned out that the Paris deal offered the flight leaving the soonest (within the hour) and coming back the latest on Sunday night. And it was only 250euros each. So we took it!

On the drive to the airport, I'd been praying (actually started this request last night) that God would give us something totally amazing. That we would go somewhere new and that He'd know exactly what to do... where to send us. I had a dollar (i.e. euro) figure in my head, and when the deal was done, it matched up. That's just how God always does things when you let him... perfectly!

Paris! I've always wanted to go to Paris. Four years of French class and a teacher who spent her summers here, worked up a desire in me to be in "Gay PariE" (you have to say it that way with the "E" at the end, and roll your "R" just a little). That and Disney movies like The Aristocats. Anyway, I made it. A couple hours in a plane, an hour in a bus, and a walk through the light rain.

We're in the Hauteville Opera Hotel, in the only room on the 5th floor, 501. We're calling it the Penthouse, though it's anything but. Yet it works in every way... pente being five in Latin. Literally, the door to our room is at the top of a spiral staircase, and it's the only room up here. We have a balcony with a view to the narrow streets below. It Rocks!!

It's European small, but it's cool. Nice little bathroom with a hot shower, which is something we always look forward to in hotels since it's difficult to get a strong flow of hot water in our apartment. We ventured out onto the city streets and found a little cafe en Francais where we had delicious food, and met a sweet waitress named Amela from Tunisia.

We talked about the intrigue of meeting people from all over the world. And we determined that by the time we visit the U.S. again in a few weeks, we'll have been in France one week, Denmark the next, Germany the next, Canada the next, and then the U.S.A. We'll have visited 5 countries in 5 weeks. Awesome!!

Maybe I'll run into my fav French teacher here: Miss Dorsey.

God is good!