Maira

where oh where, Boysy, did you guys decided to go? <BR>

cherie

My husband took me to Paris for my 40th. Luckily, my birthday is in February when fares are cheap. Europeans sometimes declare Paris depressing in Winter and they seem to have the blues, but I found it wonderful. One day we were walking along while snowflakes were in the air but vaporized before they hit the ground. Paris seemed magical that day. I remember sitting in the Madeline listening to Verdi's Requiem and how etherial it was looking up at Napoleon's Coronation on the wall fresco. I will never forget it.