



As many of you know, I turned 40 this year and as a gift, my sister took me to Paris. Sweet, huh?
We had a blast, of course, but as an added bonus we brought along a friend.
Silver bear is the bear my daughter asked me to bring along to the City of Lights to enjoy the sights. He had a lot of fun but a couple of nights he drank WAAAAAY to much wine, puked on a Japanese tourist and ended up getting banished by yours truly to a discarded suitcase in our hotel room.
Don't worry. He apologized the next day.
But, Hey! What happens in Paris, stays in Paris.
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