Fromage & fourchette (or how to make the French hate you)
After our picnic by the Eiffel Tower, we geared up for a post-lunch workout. And by that I mean a session on France’s most scenic stairmaster. The line to walk is way shorter than the line to go up by lift, plus, the stairs weren’t all that bad! We learned interesting facts at each level, a new addition to the climb, which Laura and I appreciated since I accidentally grabbed the informational brochure in Greek/Italian. Seriously, I couldn’t have picked a worse one to try and decipher. I told Laura it was practice for the… Read more >