Paris, that’s where, and it was fabulous. Le Meurice was heaven — strictly in the way of business, ahem — there’s a five-minute wait to get into the Louvre and restaurants (hurrah!) are open once you’ve shown someone your Covid app thing.
Oh, and my 14-year-old daughter got to share a carriage on the Eurostar with Stella McCartney. “My bum sat on the same loo seat that Stella McCartney just used!” she squeaked.
Paris is back in business. I don’t need to tell you, do I, the one shadow over the treat? Looking at the checklist that the Eurostar provided, the heart sank.
There was the Covid certification for me and the PCR test for my daughter. There was the Declaration of Honour needed by the French (can you imagine the UK Government asking.
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