My Fondest French Christmas Memory: Norma
“My most fond ?Christmas memory was in December 2010.
We landed mid-morning on Christmas Eve. Arriving at our hotel to find out that our room was not quite ready, we decided to part ways and purchase our stocking stuffers. Yes, we brought along our stockings to stuff in Paris. Why not!
After hours of shopping, the plan was to meet at Bar 228 at Le Meurice for a quick hot drink, which led to another in the piano bar at Hotel Crillon. Then, off to George V to celebrate an unforgettable Christmas Eve.
Christmas Day was like nothing I’ve experienced. Paris was so alive, yet peaceful and calm. Parisians were out in full force: there were people everywhere.
It was a beautiful sunny day and although it was snowing, the temperature was perfect. We enjoyed the outdoor markets and took a ride on the Ferris wheel. We were shocked at the amazing views. I didn’t realize just how high it was!
It was a Christmas I will never forget.”
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