Fêtes, fêtes, and more fêtes

Six Dalzells, six days in Paris. Whoa. It was delicious, hilarious, and quite walky. They crushed it. I only have a few pics because typically my hands were full with food. Chrstmas Eve at Notre Dame de Paris. Christmas dinner with roast chickens bought on the bustling Turkish/Kurdish commercial street in our neighborhood. Not to mention street markets, Montmartre, Left Bank glitz, the Tower, Trocadero, the Arc, Champs Elysées, drinks in the Marais, le Cimetière du Père Lachaise, la Place des Vosges, le Musée de Carnavalet, drinks on Ile-Saint-Louis, Galleries Lafayette and associated rooftop, le Palais Garnier, choir with freaking orchestra warming up "Ode to Joy" in la Madeleine, la Place de la Concorde, le Jardin des Tuileries, le Musée du Louvre, etc., etc. Whoa.

Anyway, I'm exhausted and very proud. It's Drue's birthday today. Then I think we need to get out of town for a couple days, let things cool off a little. (The pics ae both of ours.)

Fêtes, fêtes, and more fêtes