Once we were done in Jungfrau with our ski trip we had 4 days to wait until we could take possession of our apartment. The first thought was to spend it in Basel Switzerland. Just find a hotel with internet and recover from the go-go-go of the ski trip. The people on the trip said that Basel would be really boring. Why not go a little further and stay in France since it's so close. Remembering how accessible Baden Bade was even though it was clear across Germany I started looking into Paris. Why not right?
I found a pretty good deal on a Hotel then waited on the confirm page so I could look at some other things needed to go to Paris for a few days. 20 minutes into looking I get an email "Your Hotel Booking is no confirmed, thank you!" Oh crap! Huh... I guess we are going to Paris. I then spent the rest of the afternoon frantically planning a train trip there (which I also snagged a sweet deal on First Class) and a flight back to catch our plane to Tropea. When it was all said and done I had put a nice $1,200 CDN dent in our pocket book. Woops. Although my very understanding wife said "Owen, you're telling me you 'accidentally' booked us a romantic trip to Paris? How could any sane woman possibly be mad at that?!" So off we went.