At the French Laundry

Okay, at a French Laundry, specifically one near the Eiffel Tower.

I have used that joke 3-4 times in the last half hour and I'm still not sick of it.

Our vacation is going great even though it is more than halfway done.  We just spent a week in Tuscany with a native tour guide and now are on our own in Paris.  Tomorrow we train it up to London and spend a few more days there to finish out.

Boy did I need this vacation.

I'll write up more details later, doing so on a shared laptop while drying clothes is a good way to get my arm punched.

Ow.