I am so excited that I can hardly contain myself. It’s my wedding anniversary in a couple of weeks, one of the “big” ones you know – we’ve put up with each other for twenty five years. I’m not sure how we did it but hey ho, that’s life. The years fly by and before you know it you’re heading for your silver wedding anniversary.

Anyway, to mark the occasion my husband has promised to take me on a romantic vacation to one of the best hotels in Paris. That’s all he’ll tell me, he won’t tell me exactly which hotel we’ll be staying in, just keeps saying that it’s a good one and it wasn’t cheap.

I’ve done loads of searches on the internet using the keyword phrase “best hotels in Paris” (like you do when you are as nosey as I am) and there are just so many to choose from I can’t imagine which one we’ll be staying at.

I’ve checked all of his pockets for receipts in case he booked it at the travel agency in town, I’ve been keeping an eye on his e-mails and checked his internet history to see what he’s been up to. I know it’s a dangerous pastime but like I’ve admitted, I am just about the nosiest person in the world.

Anyway, it looks like I’m just going to have to wait and see which hotel he’s chosen but Paris looks amazing. It’s somewhere we’ve always talked about visiting but never actually got there before.

I can’t wait to up the Eiffel Tower, visit Notre Dame, Sacre Coeur, The Louvre, ride a river boat down The Seine and drink red wine on the Champs Elyse. It’s going to be fabulous; I really cannot wait for the day to come.

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