France

I'm in Orleans, France now. It is pronounced oar-lee-on here. I don't have much time to write this morning, but I'm still kicking, just been busy. Yesterday was a very long drive while we figured out how to get here. We drove around the outskirts of Paris, only seeing the very top of the Effifel Tower. I am traveling with my boss now. We have both see all the sights in downtown Paris, so we are going to Versailles if we have extra time since neither of us has been there. Not to mention, downtown Paris is a major pain in the ass.

We have switched hotels for Thursday night, where we were supposed to stay was a dump so we switched that and I got my rental car for Friday night changed to Hertz. $4 was the difference between Thrifty and Hertz....NEVER again.

I'm not homesick this trip I think in part because Juan went so far out of his way to take care of me while I was in Spain and because now I am traveling with my boss and he is as irrevent as I am and he doesn't like France anymore than I do. So even though we got lost yesterday, we weren't really lost, we knew where we were, we just couldn't get to the plant. But we have been laughing a lot which wards off homesickness. He has a three year old at home who has given him a major guilt trip because he has been traveling most of the last three weeks. He got all teary eyed talking about it at dinner last night. It was nice to see emotion in him over it. I imagine that is how I effected my dad when he was traveling so much when I was Tim's son's age. Ok, gotta run or I'll be late.

Dolce Beijos!
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