Sally and I arrived at around six (eventually, after her luggage nearly didn't arrive and lots of faffing at Charles de Gaulle) to find Paris looking as beautifully lit up and gorgeous as ever, and mum, dad and Katie already sozzled at what became our local and regularly frequented bar for the weekend. We said enthusaistic bonsoirs at the cafe, then Sally and I quickly took our bags round the corner to our home for the weekend - the most wonderful hotel in all the world - the Hotel Esmeralda.
We then rejoined our famille at the bar, with some catching up to do!
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