Occupied, Occupe, Ocupado!

It began with a morning walk along the Seine to the train station.

You know those moments. The moment when you look at your partner and you both suddenly realize that you’re doing something insanely cool. The oh my god we’re on the metro on the way into Paris moment.

We popped up out of the ground and discovered a bright blue sky, we were right where we’d hoped to be. At the foot of the Arc de Triomphe.

We walked a lot. Mainly in the wrong direction. A few pitstops were required.

Research was done.

We found this.

And this

And then we sat on top of a double decker bus and said “wow” a lot.

And then it was time to get back on the train to go home. This guy was in charge of telling us when it was time to get off the train – it was the trench coat and the scarfe that made us trust him.

“What was the best part of your day?” I asked.

“When we went into the automatic toilet and the instructions were in Spanish and Annie looked through the crack in the door and I said this toilet is ocupado, OCUPADO! We laughed so much Mum.”

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