The first week in February, Ken and I ran away to Paris. It is a trip that we had been planning to make for three years but somehow never found the time. Now the trip was a little bitter-sweet. Paris without our dear friend Rene was certainly different. It wasn't bad, just different. Seeing Yvette (his wife) and children, Vanessa and Renaud was wonderful. Renaud is all grown up with two adorable children and a lovely wife. Vanessa is such a mature confident young woman who flys for one of the French airlines. We had a wonderful five days, great food and fond memories. Besides it was 50F (10 C), sunny, no snow and beautiful. We visited several museums and a few galleries. Mostly it was good to get away. Of course after it was over, we had to fly back and I had to start teaching the new semester. Somewhere along the way, Ken and I caught awful colds. It must have been a strange European bug, because our immune system sure didn't recognize it. We are finally making it for a few hours without coughing and feeling a little better. The last few days was well above freezing and our snow is rapidly disappearing. It should be gone by the weekend. So far, no bad flooding, but that could come.
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