Our stay in Paris was far too short and, sadly, our last morning in this beautiful city was as damp and cold as the previous day had been. We began the morning with breakfast in our hotel. The meal was served in an amazing cellar room that was even quirkier than our lovely little attic room. I could have kicked myself for leaving my phone behind. Luckily I found some pictures on Tripadvisor and have shamelessly stolen them.
Continue reading A last Parisian stroll
7 June 2015
When our tour of the vaults and walls ended outside the Wool House my foot was a little achy and CJ and I were in need of coffee. The Wool House already looked packed so we decided to walk up Bugle Street towards the centre of town and find somewhere there. As part of the price of the tour we’d been given discount tickets for Tudor House Museum. CJ was keen to use them but, given the time and my aching toe, I thought we’d be better saving them for another day. Besides, it was sunny and we’d spent a great deal of the morning underground. There was no reason we couldn’t go inside for a coffee though and maybe a little look at the garden. Continue reading Coffee in a medieval garden and an air raid!