Yesterday morning I got up in Kansas City and put on jeans and a blue gauze tunic. 18 hours have passed. We flew to Charlotte from KC and thence to Paris (staying in a holding pattern for 40 minutes in Charlotte and then running to our connecting flight).
Since midnight Central time I have taken 17,396 steps — that’s 7.37 miles. I’ve climbed 31 flights of stairs. I dozed for a couple of hours on the plane, but I am completely exhausted. However, #2 daughter’s prescription for avoiding jet lag involves staying awake until 9:00 p.m. local time on the day of arrival.
So we strolled down to the Parc de Villette, back to the Parc des Buttes-Chaumont, and then along the canal to Stalingrad. We took the Metro to Montmartre and admired Sacre Coeur.
We ate pastry, did a little shopping, and had coffee and tea in a cafe.
I’m going to shower and we’re going to a seafood restaurant for dinner.
Then we sleep all night and get up at a decent hour local time.