Today was the day that we would see Paris via Tour Bus. We had discussed it the night before and I told Genvieve we need to get to the bus stand early because all the good seats are taken, which are on top, if you are not there on time. So off we go and the bus stops and we pile on and find two great seats on top up front. Great! NOT, were on the wrong bus tour. We are on the Blue one that only goes around fora short loop. Well I'm not giving up my perfect seat because Genvieve cannot tell Blue from Green. By God we'll see everything Paris has to offer.
So we made the loop, 1 hour, came full circle and exited from the Blue bus and waited eagerly for the Green bus to take us to all the spots we had heard of or read about. Well here it comes and we board, not so lucky this time. All the top seats were taken and to make matters worse the bottom ones that we were forced to sit in, the earphone slots were not working and we could not hear what was going on and only able to see eye level. Everyone on the bottom was vying for the seats on top, people were standing in the stairwell ready to pounce on the vacant ones when someone would exit to see that particular sight more closely. Jennifer would wait patiently and not be forceful at all, this was against every fiber in my body and I had to refrain from pushing her and anyone else that would get in my way to wait for the next vacancy. She must have felt what I was thinking, and not wanting to see a slightly deranged grandmother of 10 and mother of 5,because she got up and told me in her school teacher voice she was going up on the stairwell and I should not move til she motioned to me when it was time to follow her. 
So we made the loop, 1 hour, came full circle and exited from the Blue bus and waited eagerly for the Green bus to take us to all the spots we had heard of or read about. Well here it comes and we board, not so lucky this time. All the top seats were taken and to make matters worse the bottom ones that we were forced to sit in, the earphone slots were not working and we could not hear what was going on and only able to see eye level. Everyone on the bottom was vying for the seats on top, people were standing in the stairwell ready to pounce on the vacant ones when someone would exit to see that particular sight more closely. Jennifer would wait patiently and not be forceful at all, this was against every fiber in my body and I had to refrain from pushing her and anyone else that would get in my way to wait for the next vacancy. She must have felt what I was thinking, and not wanting to see a slightly deranged grandmother of 10 and mother of 5,because she got up and told me in her school teacher voice she was going up on the stairwell and I should not move til she motioned to me when it was time to follow her. I sat and waited for the signal, at last it came and I hauled buns up the stairs. You guessed it we had seats at the back of the bus and the earphones did not work. Genvieve seeing my disappointment said a lot of the people will get off at the Eiffell tower site and we can get seats up front then. Okay, I could take some pics now and then get the good ones later on after the Eiffell tower. Well it was as if everyones rear ends were glued to their seats and did not move.
I told Genvieve to get comfortable because we were riding to the end and then coming back again to hear and see all the sights we had missed because of our earphones. She was such a good sport, since I had threatened to tell all the passengers what I thought about having all their heads and arms in my otherwise perfect pictures. It was a beautiful day
P.S. Yes I do have great pics, just wanted to share some of the "gems" with you. Ah Revore! Ahn.
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Genvieve, did Momma grit her teeth as only she can do? The pictures looked good. Sorry about the headphone sets not working. You probably didn't need the French ear wax anyway.
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