Ready, set...

One plane ticket purchased.  One on hold.

Travel advisory issued, new clothes purchased to fit in with the Parisian crowd.

Hotel reservations made.  For one.

Visa application sent.

There are so many details, but the most important one apparently, is to get Ron to Paris.  What a whirlwind week!

I don't think I have ever bounced from one task to another so quickly and so inefficiently as I have this week.  The thought of living in a charming apartment in Paris overwhelms me and I am compelled to spend way too much time on the internet perusing the offerings.  But Ron needs a new wardrobe to fit in with the dressier dressed Parisians, and documents need to be scanned and saved and bills need to be paid and arrangements for mail and taking care of the yard need to be made.  And there are weddings to edit and photos to finish and amongst all of this there is a studio to close*.

So we have been jumping from one task to another and little by little the dust has started to settle and the chaos reigned in.  There are a lot of check marks on the to-do list which makes us feel good.  There are a lot of things still left to do.  The best we can do right now is make sure Ron has everything he needs to survive when his feet hit the ground there on Tuesday, January 11th.  His flight leaves LAX on Monday at 6:30 pm, arrives in Paris at 2:30 pm on the 11th and he starts work at 9:00 am Wednesday morning.

Ron's first home in Paris will be at the Hotel Adagio Porte De Versailles.  It looks nice:

The rooms appear to be roomy enough, with a sleeping area and a work area.  Check out the link for the hotel:  Hotel Adagio Porte de Versailles

The hotel is right outside the Périphérique and is actually in the suburb of Issy Les Moulineaux.   The hotel supposedly has easy access to public transportation so Ron can get to work easily.  We'll see how it goes!

The probable meter is almost pegged and is resting comfortably at 99.95%.

*We love our photo studio and have enjoyed our time their immensely.  Unfortunately, the county likes its location a lot for railroad improvements, and there's this pesky little thing called eminent domain that let's them take it.  So take it they are, and although we've known for some time that this day would come, it's here.  So along with getting Ron to Paris, I also have to move out of my studio.  The pain of it all is rather tempered by moving to Paris, though!