We landed in Paris with high hopes for a good start to our six week sabbatical… unfortunately those hopes were quickly crushed when our bags did not arrive with us.  By the time we received the last bag three days later, things had gone from bad to worse: we were all in various states of despair due to a rather ornery illness we had contracted prior to leaving Colorado.  Add to that the surprisingly massive blow to the boys from jet lag, and none of us were getting any sleep, so none of us were getting any better.  This all culminated in a midnight trip to the ER for Oliver who’s personal version of the malady had developed into bacterial conjunctivitis, but that story will be told later.  In the meantime, we tried to make the best of Paris, with some sightseeing, baguette eating, and lots of time at the playground.