Monday, February 10, 1992
David has an early flight to The Netherlands, and as I needed the car, I succeeded in driving him to Charles De Gaulle Airport, surviving thru the traffic and French drivers.
Tuesday, February 11, 1992
Attended a church coffee in Louvciennes, even managing to drive to and from with ease. It was great to visit with many newcomers to Paris and with those of us who consider ourselves to now be experienced survivors of this country.
Thursday, February 13, 1992
Since I must keep up my image as “Madame Presidente”, I took a batch of cookies to the office and we all shared in their fast disappearance.
Friday, February 14, 1992
Valentine’s Day. Both David and I searched the stores (separately) for cards but they were not to be found (even in French). So, I gave David a beautiful rose and he game me a “Love” card he had bought in the Netherlands and a 1985 (the year we were married) bottle of wine with a heart on the label. He also greeted me with a great surprise. He was able to get tickets to the Olympics for next Wednesday evening in Albertville – ladies figure skating. I’m so excited.
