Le weekend de poulet

It was Bec's hen's do on the weekend. Yes, five girls in Paris. I got a hideously early Eurostar train (got the first tube at about 5.30am - joy) but got to Paris just in time for everyone to catch up for brunch and then hit the shops for the next 7 hours. Excellent. We had dinner, champagne and lots of wine at a French brasserie and then hit a club called Montecristo on the Champs Elysee. I'd forgotten that clubs in Europe are generally open a lot longer than they are in the UK so we danced until our feet gave up - around 5am. I went back to the hotel, had 3 hours sleep then hopped on the Eurostar to come back home. A really fun weekend and it was great to catch up with girls I haven't seen since high school. Stay tuned for pictures - including the male bar staff at Montecristo wearing Bec's tiara.