We packed the car with computers, cameras, Luba's clothes, Luba's clothes and Luba's clothes..."I just don't have anything to wear," she says, and we drove through bucketing rain from the Algarve up into Spain. That night, we hit Biarritz with its faded elegance and wide boulevards, and the sun was lighting the streets of Paris when we arrived at our loft in the sexy 11th arrondissement late the following afternoon.
Paris is for lovers and we expect to love every second of the three months we plan to stay here on the Hegre-Archives quest for beauty and romance. First day we did the tourist thing at the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe and the chic Champs Elysee. Take a look at those holiday snaps!