Stranded...in Paris

I haven't been able to get the last post to updload so this will be a little out of order. Check back later to see what we did over the weekend. Hopefully that one will post at some point...maybe when I get home. Speaking of getting home...as you can tell from subject line of this post, I am in Paris. Well, technically, I'm several miles outside of Paris at a hotel near Charles de Gaulle Airport. Allen & Marilyn left this morning, as planned, but when they called Allen and me to the desk, they said they only had one seat. So he took it since he's supposed to be at his job tomorrow. So they are winging their way across the Atlantic as I write while I sit here in my hotel room. Of all the places to be stranded, I suppose Paris doesn't rate high on the sympathy scale. Yesterday, (Monday) we drove up from Aix to Paris. It was about an eight to nine hour drive. Allen and I took turns and we made good time crossing the country. It was a fun way to get here. We saw a lot of the countryside and enjoyed each other's company. We arrived in Paris, at the airport,at about 3 p.m. We returned our car (and were glad to be rid of it!) and then took the train into the city. Once there we stopped in a cafe, since that is what one does in Paris! We then found our way to a favorite restaurant, the Brasserie Balzar. It's there that their house wine comes from the Chateau de Brague, an old family business. This morning was a rush to get over to the airport from our hotel which we did in good time. Later, when the boarding was called, is when I learned that iw would remain behind and the others would go. As I already wrote, if you're going to be stranded somewhere for a day, try to make it somewhere like Paris, because I'm about to go downtown again for dinner (okay, I admit it--I took a nap this afternoon) and see what fun I can have. Wish me luck with my flight tomorrow...I don't know how long this stranded thing can go on. Adieu.