The last time we were in Paris we stayed at the
Hotel de l'Abbaye in the seventh (St. Germain) arrondissement. I appreciated the wallpapered interiors, the container-garden courtyard walk-up, the
petit-dejeuner with pain au chocolat and jus d'orange pressé, and the friendly people. The nicest thing was that the staff endured my stilted French and played along as I tried to rescue the French language from the recesses of my memory. It always takes a couple days to get it all going again, you know?
tu sais? Missing this place just thinking about it!
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