Who would have thought Paris would be so glamorous? After several quick plane -change houdinis, Amy left her bag in the dust. Now it's like we are living in the Lower East Side (we are in Montparnasse... Jean-Paul Satre and Simone de Beauvoir are buried a stone's throw from here [not that they had anything to do with Amy's bag not arriving at Charles de Galle or the Lower East Side, but still...]) and Amy's got what she wore on her back and that's it. We hope her bag shows up soon, but in the meantime it is getting pretty goddamn Parisian around here. Nothing to report other than I spent the day in a conference room, Amy's birth from de Galle, and how nice it was to see her after 15 hours of travel on her part.
We feel your pain...and especially Amy's. Jet lag and a lost bag a good combination do not make. Tomorrow will be a better day. Have I ever lied to you? (Except about Arthur the cat?)
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