I scored on my hotel this trip. It was totally parisian despite being a best western. Not sure how that was swung but I was supremely happy. It had the big windows & the boucherie, the patisserie, the boulangerie and french brasserie all next door. It was pink and fitting. But yet the bathroom was considerably modern despite the eons old elevator. i was deeply in love and its hard to love a hotel ever. Below - the third floor 'sitting' room. Below that - me in the teeny tiny elevator (fit two small people very tightly)

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