So those airplane rides (aka DFW and Paris day 1)

Spent a week in Plano visiting Mr. Red's fam and for a very fun wedding. My first comment - who knew the wife of the best man was so much work? It was so much fun hanging out getting Snoopykiss married off.

When we got home way too early/late (o'dark thirty) there was a package for Mr. Red. The almost dream job was waiting! Congrats.

Home for 36ish hours. Just enough time to run into the office for a few hours, cull the email, pick up my loaner work laptop and being doing seriously loads of laundry. The morning of my flight I had a naturpath appt where I got ear tacks to help with my whole anxiety which was so very much on high. This was my first time flying out of N. America, factor in the fact I don't speak french, nor was my translator going with me (boo!) so naturally I was nervous.

The flight over was amazingly long. Too bad I don't sleep very well. But let me tell you flying business class on Air France. My lord is that nice. We arrived Saturday morning, and by the time we'd met up with everyone arriving that day, we headed into Paris.

It's everything I thought it would be: playing touristfor a day and a half . More to come...