Time to check in with les alligators

Vif and Vrai continue to have a grand old time — when they aren’t confusing the room steward or surprising museum security people who find them in the x-ray machine.

It should surprise no one that they’re always champing at the bit to take over the travelogue:

Here they are on our balcony:

That photo was taken when we were in Le Pecq (a suburb of Paris). Speaking of which, here’s another photo taken from our balcony. Paris has so many really nice walking / biking trails that run alongside the Seine.

Here’s a close-up of that statue on the corner of the bridge. You can probably tell that it was a cold day. Someone should give her a blanket.

It’s time to address the alligators in the room

I’ll start by saying this is not your typical travel blog.

Wait, I’ve actually decided to call it a travelogue, so I’ll start again by saying this is not your typical travelogue.

That’s because a couple of my contributors are alligators. Okay, that statement might need some unpacking.

As we venture “across the pond,” you’ll get a lot of photos and info about what we’re doing and seeing.

You’ll also get some mild snarking from two alligators who are along for the trip. Pop over to the What’s With These Alligators? page for all the info on them.