The plan for today was climbing the stairs of Notre Dame and that is precisely what we did.
We climbed the 422 stairs, saw the awesome view and saw the bells.
We were also up there when the bells chimed for three PM.
But I'm begining to think either my family hates me or they want met to get over my fear of heights because we keep doing these high things.
I think Friday we're supposed to go to Sacré-Coeur.
AKA another tower in France that is high up.
AKA more stairs.
Jeeeez.
Anyways, the kids are at home filling out heads with Donald Duck cartoons because the parents went to Moulon Rouge.
I was invited but I would have had to pay for my ticket.
Ninety seven Euros.
So I'm at the appartment and feeling a bit homesick.
I miss you guys!