At this exact minute, I am looking out the window of the Sheraton at the Charles de Gaul airport in Paris. An Air France flight just took off. How is it possible that 11 days have passed since I departed from Kansas City? The wonderful Daniella from My Paris Driver, scooped us up from our place in Fontainebleau and safely deposited us here to spend the night before our departure in the morning. Easy walking from within the airport to security and to our gates. More tales of our travels to come, but I wanted to show you some scenes from the Fontainebleau version of the farmers market.
Posting from the iPad is slightly different than my usual way. Hopefully this works. Right now I must go downstairs to ask at the desk why the lights in our room have gone off and we can’t figure out how to get them on. Do things like this happen to you when you are traveling?
Tall Tales from Kansas 
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