Le Printemps.

Being my penultimate weekend in Paris, and of course Ashleigh's birthday weekend, we wanted to make it a good'n. Poor Maggie was sick, but she came along anyways. A real trooper.
After the longest of weeks, Saturday finally arrived. Bright and early, I headed out to meet the girls to check out the Eglise de la Madeleine and Place Vendome - the chic area where the Ritz is located along with the Prada's, Gucci's and Dior's - Yes I felt like scum. However, historically speaking it is also the place where Napoleon married Joesphine all the way back in 1796, so we figured it was worth a look. Nest stop the Musee de Parfum for a little guided tour and to the highlight of the day.... a little boatride down the Seine. Cracking.
Being the Grandma that I am, I decided this was enough excitement for one day and dragged my tired ass home in preparation for Sunday's hot air balloon ride. Yes that's right, we took a hot air balloon.

Ashleigh had decided she wanted to do a little picnic on the Champs de Mars for her Birthday, so Ashleigh, Maggie, Charlotte and I headed over to the Eiffel Tower, stopping off a little boulangerie for a cake... or two. Yum.

Now dear Maggie, as well as being a wonderful person is also a top notch chef and so Ashleigh and I took full advantage and talked her into cooking us dinner at her apartment. And that she did. A full on 3 course meal, salad, wine, the lot.

A fantastic end to a fantastic weekend.

Now for tonight, Ashleigh's real Birthday. More food and more wine.

Happy Birthday Ashleigh!