

My father arrived safely and met us back at the hotel. We all had dinner at Fogon, a Spanish tapas restaurant then walked over to Notre Dame, amazed that it was still daylight at 10 p.m. Our little hotel is situated across an alley from an Irish bar where a football match was on television. The party raged until almost 1 this morning, so we are all a bit fried today.


1 comment:
Who's the handsome devil on the top picture?
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