
This was the most important trip of my life. It was my first international trip (not counting driving to Windsor when I was 18). It was my first paid vacation. It was my first time in Paris, and I did not speak the language, but I was not going to let that stop me. But it terrified me; I had no idea how I was going to communicate with the Parisians. And I brought my girlfriend, whom I planned to propose to while in Paris (at Versailles). She made sure this was our first trip to Disneyland Paris. So many firsts.
Kathy and I flew from Detroit to Charles de Gaulle Airport, passing over Iceland on the way.

































































































