Vacation is always a good thing

Remember that slogan: See the USA in your Chevrolet....I'm thinking that maybe thats the way to go...We left the apartment at 6 pm in order to do due diligence, etc. etc. and our plane took off at midnight. No 12:30. Actually everybody on the flight thought it was going to be cancelled because the poor woman at the gate had the unenviable job of saying. I am so sorry but the plane is caught in traffic crossing the airport runways...Now, how lame is that. For 3 hours.

But our trip wasn't on a chevrolet but in business class which is always pretty swell. And now they have barka loungers in the sky which meant that I could actually get my feet up and sleep. Of course I can sleep almost anywhere but I remember all too clearly a really long flight where I felt like the poor security guard in a bank who has to sleep sitting up in a chair. Of course Arnie alleges that he didn't sleep but I think I heard him get off some zzz.

We flew into Charles deGaulle /airport which could really double as a set for blade runner. It is enormous and confusing but I was happy to be able to pick up a sandwich and start speaking french which has really improved since this crazy wonderful course I started taking this fall on comic books and now detective stories with the requisite conversation...

Originally i thought we might have time to go into Paris before our connecting flight that afternoon to Copenhagen but a 3 1/2 hour delay out of JFK put finish to that idea. We had a quick flight to Copenhagen and quick taxi ride to our hotel which Arnie initially hated, but I think he learned to like a lot because the owner is really the poster child for hospitality. It's one of those unprepossessing looking hotels with lots of blond wood and a feeling or organic everything...I liked it and we had a great view from our teeny tiny balcony. I had never been to any Scandinavian country before and found Denmark to be very relaxed. Maybe even just a little dull with beautiful blonde children looking out at the world curiously from their perches in bicycle baskets of varying sizes...We walked a lot and enjoyed the Danish people, had several excellent meals, bought little, saw several castles which i thought were second rate, experienced a changing of the guard at one, strolled through a cheerfully crowded and chilly Tivoli which was well known to me because of my parents interest in Copenhagen, and also went to a wonderful museum out of town called the Louisanne. I 'm sure I've spelled that incorrectly. I would say the weather word for Copenhagen was crispy. I wore gloves.

But Paris was glorious and warm.....And so francais, francais thank god.