oui, oui, oui all the way home!

I made the early morning flight from Salt Lake City, arrived in Sacramento at 9:30, picked up my bag ~ it had spent the night locked up in the Delta luggage office, having made the flight yesterday without me ~ and was back home by 10:15. And might glad to be here, let me tell you. The Airporter Inn in Salt Lake is not a destination lodging. The lamps beside the bed didn't work, there was no hot water in the bathroom sink, but I was so exhausted that, after noting these shortcomings, went to bed and slept until 4:30 AM this morning. After 20 hours of travel time ~ admittedly, some of that was spent sleeping in SLC ~ I'm back where I started.

I had a nice nap this afternoon, followed by a lovely dinner cooked by Mr. C that included a bottle of Spanish cava to celebrate my safe return to the bosom of my family. Right now, at 8 PM PDL, I am going to bed. I will have to keep you in suspense about my last day in Paris until perhaps tomorrow when I am more awake and alert. I have an appointment for a massage tomorrow morning. When I regain consciousness from that heavenly ordeal, I'll write more. For now, good night from a very tired and very happy traveler.