Can you guess how long it takes to go from Paris to its airport? With the train strikes and the rugby final match adding fuel to the fire, it took me 9 hours, from door to door to go and receive my brother from the airport! Well! I didn’t have much time to complaint about it, now that my brother is with me and we are doing a stormy (you can all call it as “quick and dirty” or “a look and feel”) tour in Italy. yeah! that’s the first country he wanted to see in Europe, even before Paris, that too the whole country in just three days! Inspite of all I am having a great time, introducing my brother to my favorite Europe! I will update soon about the “look and feel” trip feels like.