Paris

And a few days after returning from Budapest we caught the Eurostar to Paris, staying in a lovely 5 floor walk up apartment. The apartment was lovely, the stairs were lovely, climbing the stairs was less lovely, especially with a 10kg ish infant strapped to you. We managed to show Gwen the sights, including the Musee d'Orsay - she enjoyed impressionism but was less taken by post-impressionism - and eat all that lovely Parisian food without Gwen stealing too much off our spoons/forks/fingers.