Bonjour, France!
Made it in one piece! I have to admit, taking a private flight is way more fun when there are animals on board. I didn’t know, but some planes even have a small area where they can potty. I mean, makes sense. Our flight wasn’t long enough for Tak or Mint to want to go, but I tried just to see how it worked. Boo!
We’re getting settled into our chateaux and then I’m going to try and take a crack on my French and try to get us some food. It’s not TERRIBLE, but it’s obvious that it’s not my best language. After that, there are some meetings and then what I assume to be a LOT of wine. It’s France!
The men are looking sharp. They’ve got their business armor on. It’s crackin’, let me tell you. I’d be intimidated by them if I was meeting up to discuss business. Thankfully I just get to discuss simple things like having a paper delivered or dietary changes or the amount of starch to use on Sebastian’s underoos. HA!
