I’m UK, You’re UK

Sorry to leave you hanging. It’s a lot like when you have a show that you keep forgetting to watch but you forget to tune in and then they cancel it (alas “Pushing Daisies” I hardly knew ye). So, while the trip is indeed complete, the story of it is not (spoiler alert: I make it back alive). Now, where did we leave off? Ahh yes, my wonderful escape from Paris and near fight with a Frenchman. Wait, let me back up.