At any rate we expected to leave Paris at 9:00 when the car rental place opened meaning Pat, the late riser in our group, had to drag herself out of bed earlier than usual but ready by 9 she was. Unfortunately, the French were not ready so perhaps Pat is really French at heart. (I can't believe this French keyboard capitalizes the location of the period... triple arg!!!) Anyway, by 9:45 the paperwork was completed & the car was being washed. 10:00 - wrong car - 5 seats. 10:20 right car, 7 seats. 10:35 most of the streets are now closed for a bicycle race but John & John managed to get close enough to our hotel to get us and our luggage. Is luggage going to fit? Just barely. John can't find directions for leaving Paris. Bob comes through with his 1971 map. And we're on our way at last!
Cousin John driving - first toll booth. Forgot the car was standard. Stalls. Where's the key? Finally remembers it starts with a button and our clown car is on the way again.
But it's late & this keyboard is driving me nuts but at least you know we're alive. Will write more tomorrow.....
