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A few years ago my husband and I went on a romantic vacation to Paris. It is rare that we travel without our children so we were really looking forward to our trip. We had rented a beautiful apartment in the Marais district. The first evening we were there we decided to go for a walk and get a bite to eat. After a fantastic dinner at a quaint little restaurant called Le Clos du Vert Bois we went back to the apartment and we had to enter a digital password to gain entry to an inner courtyard that led to our apartment. We had left the password on a small slip of paper in our apartment. Neither my husband nor I could remember it. A little bit of panic set in. We decided to call the landlord for help but lo and behold he didn't answer. After several unanswered calls I was really getting nervous. Most of our money, along with all of our luggage and our passports were in the apartment. My husband stayed calm, cool and collected as usual, so he suggested we go for another walk. We walked by the police station and decided to ask if they could help but the door was locked!! We kept walking for what seemed liked hours and turned a corner and caught our first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower at night time. The thousands of lights were truly spectacular, but my enthusiasm had dimmed because we were still locked out of our apartment and we had yet to hear from the landlord. We walked past 2 hotels while we wandered and thought we could at least get a bed for the night- no rooms were available! At this point I was picturing us sleeping on the streets of Paris our first night - how romantic - not! It was well after midnight by this time. We walked back to the apartment and my husband, my hero saved the day. He decided to take matters into his own hands so he said he was going to scale the wall. There was an opening at the top that allowed access to the courtyard. I was afraid my husband would hurt himself or the police that eluded us earlier would show up just as he was climbing the wall, which would seem suspicious to say the least. After much discussion my husband said that climbing the wall might be our only chance of getting to sleep in our apartment that night, so he scaled the wall to get to the next door which could be opened with our key. In doing so the only damage that was done was that a portion of the eavestrough fell off. No one was hurt and we weren’t arrested. What seemed like a "mission impossible" turned out to be OK. As we were sitting happily in the apartment at 2am we got a phone call from the landlord asking if everything was alright. We just laughed and said everything was great! What an adventure! If we are lucky enough to go back again one day we will stay in the same apartment.
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