Talk about being jolted back to reality!
Keith and I flew back from Paris last Monday 12/5 and boy are our arms tired!...I tell you, that joke never gets old! And on Tuesday I was peeing in my jug. Good times. But we wanted to get one more 24 hour urine test and a blood draw done before I go back to NIH on Sunday. Such is the life of a Cushie world traveller! But less about pee and more about Paris...
Keith had a business trip to Paris and I tagged along because...well...I could. I hesitated a bit in the beginning committing to go. Between my plane fare and the extra personal nights at the hotel, it wasn't going to be a cheap trip. But luckily I have enough clear headed people around me reminding me that when opportunity presents itself you have to grab it because you never know when it's going to come around again. Sounded like my own preaching and I had to take my own advice. So I dug out my passport, bought a ticket and off we went.
We were there for a week, and Keith had to work for the first 3 days. So I had a couple of days to myself to do what he didn't want to do. I hit the Champs Elysees, Arc d' Triomphe, and did some pretty heavy duty window shopping. One day I popped over to London via the Chunnel Train and visited with my original NIH doctor who finished her fellowship and returned to her home country. Together we went to Montemarte, Notre Dame and the Louvre. Much fun was had. We didn't take many pictures because everything was so photo worthy it was overwhelming.
After a wonderful getaway it is always nice to return home....Where I got to stay for exactly 6 days before leaving for Bethesda and a two week stay at the NIH. Just call me a world traveler...
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