tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70200152009-02-21T05:33:50.508-06:00Caution: outdated info and mindless rambling ahead.Ma7sonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00580372866731415695noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020015.post-1146579712648403032006-04-27T09:21:00.000-05:002006-06-01T10:08:52.976-05:00

We grabbed a quick bit to eat in the hotel lobby before our trek back to the airport. Catching the metro proved to be relatively easy and I was getting more and more irritated by Kansas City's lack of a rail system. The check-in for our return flight seemed to go a little better than process we endured to/from Italy. We quickly boarded the plane and were on our way back home. Flying to Dallas

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Feeding off of yesterday's successful subway ride from the airport, we decided to press our luck and take the metro up to Montmartre. Located north of the city, Montmartre is home to Sacre Coeur. From its hilltop location, we were able to a spectacular view of Paris. Unfortunatelyy, the morning haze had not yet lifted, so ourpicturess did not turn out so well. After wondering around the

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I believe this was my first experience shopping in a grocery store in a foreign country. It wasn't all that different from the stores at home, but the little things made it interesting. Trying to read product labels in a language you don't understand is not that easy to do. We picked out a couple bottles of local wine and headed to the cash register. When the guy behind the register asked us a

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We enjoyed the complementary breakfast at the hotel before making our way across the street to the train station. Turns out a lot more people ride the train on Sunday morning than during Saturday afternoon. We were greeted with a swarm of people and long lines at the ticket windows. After getting our tickets to Imola, we had to run to the platform to make the train. We used most of the 20 minute

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Seems we stayed at the Buddha Bar a little too long as the 7:00am alarm this morning came way too early. We were to catch an 11:00 flight to Bologna, Italy so that we could attend the Formula 1 race at Imola. Julie had told us horror stories about the inefficiency of the French airport. And when we got there, I was more than glad we arrived with plenty of time to navigate the mass chaos that

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Since Kyle was smart enough to buy our tickets for the Louvre before we went, we were not afraid of the lines forming while we slept in a little on our third day. Our time in line at the Orsay was so enjoyable that we picked up some sandwiches to eat on our short walk across the river. When we arrived we learned that everyone gets to stand in line for a security check before entering the lobby

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Another exciting event happened today as well. While visiting the Eiffel Tower, I asked Kyle if she would marry me. 5 years ago - to the day - we met. And now, we're engaged. We were really not prepared for what happens after you do get engaged though. Everyone gets to ask their favorite question, "have you set a date yet?" The answer: we haven't, but we'll be sure to let you know when we do.

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Still a little jet lagged, we slept in a little to try to clear away some of the leftover cobwebs. We decided to check out the Musee d'Orsay which we were told would suit our tastes a little more than the Louvre. We showed up around 11:30 and found a pretty long line. We took a walk down the block to pick up some food to eat while we were in line. While eating somesandwichess from a nearby cafe

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Just a quick update. We made it to Paris. 8 hour plane ride + 25 minutes of sleep = tired travlers. After getting to Julie's apartment, we spent the whole day sleeping :( After our tour guide got home from work, we hit the town. A quick walk down to Notre Dame and back a couple of blocks hit Julie's favorite bar, The Canadian. We were greeted in English with baseball on tv. a good way to ease

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