47 Rue Berger

This was our address in Paris, 47 Rue Berger.

This was the front door.


Our apartment was on the top floor. It didn't have an elevator. I counted at least 85 windy stairs.

Wayne and I had this room. Can you tell we were on the top floor? Look at the slope of the ceiling. To get to our room we had even more stairs. They were very steep, thin stairs. I had to be careful, especially as I went down. There weren't any handrails to hold onto and I could have easily bumped my head.


This was Tim and Tanya's room.

And this is the other side of their room.

Their stairs were unique.

The girls did a good job climbing up and down.

This side of the room was Natalie's.

This side of the room was Marisa's. They found some fun toys inside the cupboards. The floors squeaked. I think we upset the lady down below. She told us we were too noisy.

The kitchen was not very big, but big enough.

The last two pictures are of the living room. It was a great place to crash each night.

I didn't take a picture of the bathroom. It didn't have shower curtains, so we all had to figure out how to take our shower.