60 days into the new job, and I hit paydirt. Bingo! I've been summoned to a meeting in Paris in mid-July. Yay! Now I'm trying to decide if I need to stop off in London on my way over or back. For my British friends out there, if I'm also doing London for a few days, I will let you know.
This is fabulous. A trip to Europe on someone else's dime. Actually, someone else's Euro. Otherwise, with the airfares and the value of the dollar in such a state, I wouldn't be going at all this year.
Too bad my husband can't get away to go with me, but I may have to stay a day or two and play anyway.
Time to dust off the French book and rewatch "The Devil Wears Prada". My goodness....what to wear, what to wear....