It was going to be a bad day, but a good breakfast in the Hotel Du Louvre has set me back on the right track. After a fun evening last night with the French team at the horse racing at Vincennes I got back to a rather dingy hotel at around midnight. On arrival they told me the hotel was fully booked, but that they had arranged for me to stay in another hotel on the other side of town. Great. Worse still when I got to the next hotel - the unhelpful staff and sick on the floor (which stayed there all night until I pointed it out) belied its four star rating. I stomped out on an empty stomach at 7.36 this morning after they refused to iron a shirt or provide me with an iron to do it myself. It was all going wrong till a fine croissant and hot chocolate put the world to rights. Now off to brave the Parisian public transport....
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