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This will most likely be another long post. Many of you may already know the craziness we encountered with Delta yesterday. Multiple delays and a missed connection landed us in a hotel for the night. We decided to make the most of it! We have never visited Boston before. My mom highly recommended going to the North End for some Italian food. Here's a few photos of our day!

Coffee and an Amaretto cannoli

two glasses of Chianti please!

Chicken Parm & Chicken Piccata

The food was delicious and exactly what we were craving!

Nico and I decided to head to the airport after our meal to try and talk to someone about getting us new seats away from the back of the plane. I mean c'mon Delta! We met with Eddie who gave us the comped hotel and meals. He tried to help us, but unfortunately he couldn't get us seats together. He told us he would call the gate attendant to let them know what happened to us and to make sure we were seated next to each other.

Our Delta app told us there WERE seats together available. My seat was so far back my screen shot couldn't even show it. The gate attendant was no help and acted like we were the most annoying people she's ever encountered by just asking to sit together. She said she'd "try in 30 minutes after everyone checks in, but can't guarantee two seats together." Both of us are pretty anxious flyers. We were relying on each other's support for the long flight.

As we were told by Eddie, the vouchers would work for the Delta Sky Club fee. Let's just say anyone that didn't know our story had no interest in helping us out. The vouchers were rejected without hesitation. Lesson learned. Try to get everything in writing so we don't end up disappointed with empty promises.

Instead we planted ourselves at the airport bar. We met a women who was traveling with her son to Amsterdam. She was very entertaining and so kind to us. She took our minds of the last 36 hours...with fireball shots.

After a few drinks with our new friends we headed to the gate to get an update. As we approached the desk we received a hand in the air as a motion to stop. She told us she was "working on it" and to have a seat. Finally as they start boarding we received our seats together! YAY!!! Just kidding. That lasted 5 minutes. The man who was sitting in my new seat did not want to move to a better seat with more leg room because it was close to the bathroom.

Next plan of action was to board and ask the person next to me if she could switch. She was adjacent to her husband and understandably didn't want to move. They were a beautiful French couple. I uncontrollably started to tear up, holding back sobbing. The flight attendant apologized and told me she was unauthorized to upgrade us to first class as there were 2 sets of seats next to each other empty. The woman next to me put her hand on me and said "madame, I would be happy to switch with your husband at breakfast. Would you like that?" She was kind enough to switch seats for the last hour of hour flight so we could land together. I felt silly accepting her offer, but I wanted to land in Paris next to my husband! I'm so thankful for her kindness!

Look very closely and you can see the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame!

We got off the flight and spent an hour at boarder control. People are obviously still travelling to Paris.

We barely slept. Maybe 30 minutes. BUT WE ARRIVED SAFE AND SOUND!

We ordered our Uber and got the hell out of the airport. It's about an hour drive to Paris and there was so much traffic. We arrived at our lovely Latin Quarter Studio around 10:30am.

Boy were we shocked when we saw the stairs. Two 6' people, two 50 pound bags, and the tiniest little staircase. Did I mention we're on the top floor?

Needless to say once we climbed those stairs we reached heaven on earth. The apartment is so beautifully decorated and on the cutest cobblestone street!

We dropped out stuff off and walked to the bakery down the street for some fresh quiche Lorraine and pain au chocolat.

We put our food away once we got home and laid down. Woke up 6 hours later. Oops! Don't they say to try and stay awake to beat jet lag? Well we slept from 11:00am-5:30pm. Our quiche was delicious and espresso was much needed.

Now our biggest decision will be what to get for dinner and fighting the urge to get tacos at the supposedly amazing Mexican restaurant down the street!

Bye for now! 😘

From Boston to Paris

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The Quintanas