Pippa Rea

Pippa's Journey with a Brain Tumour

The Happiest Girl in the World

All I needed to make this trip worthwhile was to see Pippa’s face when she first saw the Eiffel Tower.  On walking through the streets the evening we arrived Pippa declared she might just stay in Paris and live here forever.  The cobblestoned streets, the architecture, the balconies and the beautiful tree lined avenues around our hotel were tugging at her heart.  But it was her reaction to seeing the Eiffel Tower for the first time that tugged at mine.

We had a typical French continental breakfast at our hotel and then went on the Hop On, Hop Off Open Top Bus Tour to get our bearings and take in the sights.   We rounded the corner and although I cannot put her reaction and my emotions into words, I think her words are just perfect………..

“Mum, take a look at this face………….this is the face of the happiest girl in the world!”

Enough said.

Later in the afternoon we were driven to our quintessential Parisian apartment (complete with French doored balconies, chandaliers and creaking parquetry floors) in the hub of Le Marais district atop cafes and museums.


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