Some holidays are good, some are great! My family have recently returned from a great one. I’ve been trying to get to Paris since I was a school girl in England. My sister went with her class on a day trip to Paris. She bought me back a toy red London bus-not very French, but it ignited my desire for adventure. I waited patiently for my last year of primary school so I could go too. Then we moved and I lost my chance. So, hundreds of years later I’ve dragged my family to Paris, en route to Ireland. It was hot, a little wet, but amazingly fabulous. It was so….French!