Today was to be our third of 6 days in Paris. It started off well then went downhill rapidly. Despite our best efforts we became lost many times while trying to find our way around. We don't know if it's us or the maps. Probably us though. Next up we lost our transit pass and we were able to replace it but that was our 2nd strike so we returned home and prepared for our dinner at the Eiffel Tower. On our way out of the apartment Kerry fell down some stairs and broke her left leg. We spent several hours in ER then home by taxi after sightseeing around Paris trying to find a pharmacy that was open on a holiday day so we could buy the meds, crutches (believe it or not) and a zimmer splint. Now we are waiting for the insurance company to arrange our flight home. This time in Paris has really opened my eyes to traveling in a foreign country and not being able to communicate with the local people. I know now what others have felt in Canada when traveling to us. This will be my last post until we are home.
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