Sometimes you can carefully plan a trip for months, but it just doesn’t live up to your expectations. Maybe one of your hotel rooms ends up being a dive, maybe you get miserably lost in a foreign city and can’t find anyone willing to help, or maybe a tour you were really looking forward to ends up being a huge disappointment. Well, I’m happy to report that this was not the case with our trip of a lifetime in August to Paris, London, and Scotland. I can honestly say that we did not encounter a single glitch – our flights, hotel rooms, train rides, and tours were amazing. Yes, we got lost a few times, and trying to remember high school French in Paris was challenging, but we found everyone we encountered along the way so friendly and helpful that none of that mattered. We went in with open minds and soaked up everything around us. We crammed more into 16 days than I ever thought possible, and I have so many memories to share with you.
But where should I start? I guess the best place is usually the beginning. Our flight to Paris was scheduled to leave Toronto’s Pearson International Airport at 11:35 pm on August 1, 2014. We didn’t actually depart until much later, but we were so excited, yet relaxed at the same time, that it didn’t bother us at all. Our adventure had begun.
This really was an exciting adventure for us because the last time we were on a plane together was the day after our wedding 25 years ago, and Mike had not been on a plane at all since that day. As a result, Mike was as excited as a small child on Christmas morning and insisted on having the window seat. So, I must give credit to all these photos of our flight to my hubby.