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When in France…

Simon and Me

The city of lights. The language of love. The home of the Eiffel Tower, The Louvre, and the Blue Danube. In short, France! And here in the midst of all of it is yours truly, soaking up its sights, sounds, and smells. But what am I doing here, you ask? Well, let me start from the beginning of the story.





My Dad was asked to participate in a project overseas with another company, and he asked me to come along as an opportunity to expand my worldview. We flew from Chattanooga to Atlanta, and then on to Charles De Gaulle. After landing and getting through customs, Dad and I met a guy named Simon who was to take us from the airport to our room. However, because gas is the equivalent of $7.89 per gallon over here, we got to experience several other means of transportation. We traveled on a bus to the train station, where we spent the next hour or so riding the rails. it was fun, riding through France and watching the scenery flash by, and I quite enjoyed it.

Tonight, a man named Ab took Dad and me to a Turkish restaurant called “Le Marma-Ris.”  As the French would say, “Oh, la la!”  The food was delicious.  We enjoyed a Turkish grill which was a sampler platter of all different kinds of grilled meat.  We had chicken shish kabob, lamb cutlet, beef sausage, lamb chop and chawarma.

Some railside scenery

We’re six hours ahead of time here, and the jet lag kicked in pretty early, so I’m going to go to bed soon. But I still can hardly believe that I am staying in Paris, five thousand miles away from home. So until next time I write; Au revoir!





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