If Portugal is the hottest destination for 2017 it MUST rectify this

I'm nervous. Very nervous. Portugal is cropping up as THE place to visit in 2017 thanks to newspapers like news.au.com which has named it the hottest travel destination for 2017. Stop telling everyone!

Bit rich coming from me, I know, but there is genuine cause for my concern. The last time I visited my favourite county I had the worst airport experience EVER at Faro. My concern is if tourism soars the infrastructure is not yet in place to deal with it.

For me, one of the best things about going to Portugal is that (usually) it is a stress-free experience. You'd stroll through Faro Airport with hardly a queue at all at passport control and be in a taxi heading for paradise before you could say obrigado.

All that changed when we flew out last October. The airport arrivals area was like a scene from Ben-Hur, absolute chaos. The automatic passport barriers packed up one by one until not a single one was working and hundreds of people were waiting in vain to get through manual passport control. It took about an hour to get through, by which time our luggage had vanished. Our flight was no longer showing on any screen and there was no one to help. I eventually found my case by pure chance and a lot of running around.

Thankfully our taxi was still waiting though we were officially a no-show after taking more than an hour-and a-half to leave the airport. We were flabbergasted at how bad it had been after numerous silky smooth visits. The only thing we could put it down to was the fact that a lot of schools were on an extended half term break in the UK. But we have flown during school holidays before without incident.

Sadly, it was not a one-off. When we came to leave, the queues at Faro to get through airport security were unbelievable. People were panicking they would miss their flights. Full marks to airport staff for getting most people on their flights but.... we did question what the hell was going on.

Tourism rose by 22% in Portugal in 2016 and I am delighted for my favourite country. But don't mess up this chance for success by failing at the first hurdle.

First impressions matter and if people have to deal with airport chaos, especially if they are elderly or struggling with small children, they may never come back.

I accidentally took a photo of paradise on earth...

 

 

Portugal is as close to paradise on earth as it gets. Don't believe me? well, just look at the pictures below, captured in October in the Algarve. We all know the beaches are something special but, the world's most average snappers (me!) suddenly morph into expert photographers. Without even trying. Just turn and point your camera and the lens is filled with nature's beauty.

I don't have the best camera on the world, or fancy lenses, and I have taken many beach pictures before but some of the shots I took on a recent break took my breath away. They have NOT been photoshopped or tweaked in any way. They are genuine, authentic, perfect.

This picture is so beautiful it is like a painting. I liken it to the best holiday brochure picture you could ever imagine but better because this image has true integrity. It not been staged or set up in any way. It was just a quick snap by me with the sun glaring into my eyes. I never realised how special it was until I processed it.

 

 

Here's another gem from the same batch. An Autumnal Falesia beach with the tide out. Stunning. I love the feeling of peace and isolation.

 

 

 

 

 

I especially love this fishing shot too. The fishermen were nearby, having a laugh and a joke when something was clearly tugging on the line. I shot into the setting sun in the late afternoon.

 

If you have any wonderful Portugal beach shots to share I would love to see them. It's eye therapy!

Portugal Rules OK!: 5 TIPS FOR DERBY COUNTY PLAYERS HEADING TO PORTUGA...

Portugal Rules OK!: 5 TIPS FOR DERBY COUNTY PLAYERS HEADING TO PORTUGA...: DERBY County's footballers are jetting off to the Algarve in Portugal for their pre-season tour to get set for the 2016-17 season. Can&#...

5 TIPS FOR DERBY COUNTY PLAYERS HEADING TO PORTUGAL IN JULY 2016

DERBY County's footballers are jetting off to the Algarve in Portugal for their pre-season tour to get set for the 2016-17 season. Can't think why?!  I mean, it's gloriously hot of course, 30C-36C in July, in sharp contrast to the UK summer of 2016 which lurches from clouds to showers to flashes of sunshine to showers, to clouds, to.... Well, you get the picture. Good old Derby is generally 10C to 15C cooler than the Algarve at any given time of day! But we can console ourselves with Birds cakes, anytime!

Can't blame DCFC for wanting a bit of guaranteed sunshine to make up for the fact they'll spend half the season shivering their nether regions off  in sub-zero temperatures, driving rain, snow, sleet and wild winds. Doubt Portuguese players have to wear gloves very often. Mind you, for them 16C is probably chilly.

Also, the Rams' pre-season trip  can't be anything to do with golf, can it? The Algarve is renowned for its golf. I wonder if DCFC are staying at one of the Algarve's many luxury golf resorts, per chance? Couldn't blame them for that either. Their new boss Nigel Pearson probably likes a round or two.

The fact is, nearly every year a Premier League or Championship side chooses to have a pre-season tour in Portugal. Sunderland FC love it there. Some of their stars were videod dancing the night away in an Albufeira nightclub a couple of years ago. Many Derbyshire people will have been to the very same club. The Algarve is a huge favourite with the Brits and flights jet off from EMA to Portugal practically every day. No doubt some Rams fans will be wrangling a trip out there right now to make the Benfica game.

Anyway, if any Rams players are newbies to Portugal here are some things they need to know. Firstly, don't eat this!

1. UNUSUAL BEACH FINDS

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This, my friends, is a sea cucumber as opposed to a real cucumber. Go find one on the beach then leave it in peace and eat something sensible.

 

 

2.  TRY SOMETHING PORTUGUESE

 

Sardines, cataplana (fish stew) and salted cod dishes are Portuguese classics but my favourite is Francesinha (little Frenchie). This little gem was born in Porto and is, basically, one hell of a hot sandwich. It's got bread, it's got, steak, it's got cheese, it sits in a kind of tomato soup-style sauce and it's topped off with an egg. After a night out clubbing in Albufeira, this heavyweight will soak up any excess beer with ease. But don't tell the club health guru. They might make you eat salad for a week afterwards. My other tip is order HALF a francesinha, unless you have the appetite of a full-size dinosaur. They are delicious, though. Trust me.

 

 

If that doesn't light your fire, try duck rice. It's delicious. Honest.

 

 

3. HAVE A NIGHT OUT

 

Night life.... well, if you want to boogie on down you'll need to head to the Strip in Albufeira. Plenty of pubs, clubs and Irish bars.  It will certainly remind you of home, apart from being much hotter, of course. Try Matt's Bar. If that's not your bag there are plenty of other options. How about ...

 

Rams fans, send your #albufeira nightlife recommendations to #DCFC players...

4. I'LL DRINK TO THAT!

Quenching your thirst will be essential in 35C heat so here are two options, the good and the naughty but very nice, especially in a chilled glass. Try a Super Bock. Great to cool down and it won't break the bank, even post-Brexit.

However, your health guru may prefer it if you buy an orange squeezer and grab one of these bargains, often sold on the roadside.... To be honest, both drinks are gorgeous.

 

 

5. LIFE'S A BEACH, AN ALGARVE BEACH...

 

Whatever you do in the Algarve it's vital you don't miss out on seeing the beautiful natural wonder that draws most sensible people there; the jaw-droppingly beautiful beaches. The sand will be red hot under foot during the day but please don't miss out on this, lads. You'll be able to snap pictures worthy of a holiday brochure on your smart phones in seconds. Happy holiday! Oops sorry. Happy pre-season tour you super RAMS!

 

 

 

 

 

Portugal Rules OK!: 6 GREAT reasons to visit Portugal in spring

Portugal Rules OK!: 6 GREAT reasons to visit Portugal in spring: It's been too long and I've been too quiet on this blog for a while.  Blame it on the British winter which drains my so...

6 GREAT reasons to visit Portugal in spring

It's been too long and I've been too quiet on this blog for a while.  Blame it on the British winter which drains my soul.... and makes my fingers too cold to type. Sub-zero hell!

Right now I'm in bed nursing a terrible cold and desperately waiting for the British winter to end.
On that very subject, here are SIX reasons to consider a late winter/spring break in Portugal.

1. The weather. Ok, it's not blisteringly hot but you can expect a comfortable 16-18C and on a good day even higher temperatures. In recent days, thermometers have hit 20C.  Believe me, I know. I torment myself by comparing the Algarve temperatures to the UK nearly every day. You can get a fair bit of rain in Portugal in spring but pick the right week and you can bag seven days of total sunshine. I was lucky enough to enjoy a glorious week of brilliant sunshine one February half term quite by chance a few years ago. After months of harsh temperatures you feel as if you're in heaven. I am convinced you feel the benefit of a sunshine break far more in the winter than in the summer. My tip would be to check out the latest forecasts and  book last minute if you can to ensure the best weather possible.

2. Empty beaches. Out of season it feels like you own the beach. I confess, I get disgruntled if I see other people on it! But even if you do they will be thin and far between. You can stroll for miles in total peace and tranquillity, with just the sounds of the ocean to soothe your soul. Bliss.

3. Incredible value. Before the summer season kicks in you will find some amazing bargains at hotels and self catering apartments. I always use TripAdvisor to check reviews and nail deals. Last year I booked  a week for two  at a four star luxury hotel in March and, with flights, the holiday cost about £500. Go self catering and you'll slash that even more. However, as you may get the odd splash of rain, I'd advise choosing somewhere with an indoor pool.

5. Oranges, blossom and blue skies. Ok, that's three reasons in one but after months of gloomy winter days it's totally exhilarating to look up at clear blue skies, see trees heavy with oranges and flowers galore in an array of rich colours. Feed your soul.

6. Escape the rat-race. Sick of UK traffic chaos, police sirens and the madness of everyday life? Portugal's so laid back it's the perfect antidote to the craziness of British life. Grab your swimming gear, book that flight and treat yourself to some peace and quiet.

Why I'm craving blue skies, sunshine and, inevitably, Portugal

 

 

It's happened again. It always does. The dark, wet and soon to be -5C British winter (predicted next week, folks) has made me crave sunshine, crave warmth, crave light,  crave Portugal ...

 

It's crazy - I was last there not so long ago,  the end of October in fact. Just over two months have gone by and I'm wishing I was back there again. Here's why ....

 

 

The picture, above, was taken about five years ago one glorious February. I struck lucky. Not a drop of rain all  week and the  average daytime temperature of 18C felt glorious after a  bitterly cold British winter. In England, the seasons often blend into one, not too hot, not too cold but always lots of grey skies and rain. Plus, it's so dark. Dark when I drive to work and dark when I drive home.

At the start of that holiday I remember taking off from the UK  and watching as the plane climbed up through what seemed like miles of thick, dense cloud before reaching blue skies and sunshine above. What a relief it was to reach those heady heights.

What I didn't realise then was that Portugal was to become my must-visit destination of choice for years to come. My children love it, my partner loves it and  I love it. Oh for an empty beach....

 

 

 

 

The chaotic rat-race of UK life does grind you down. This week the nation went back to work after the Christmas holidays and, immediately, it's gridlock hell on the roads.

On Wednesday it took me nearly an hour-and-a half to get to work and an hour to get back. It should be a 25-minute journey each way. And my commute is nothing compared to some. The British travel for hours to reach jobs they don't even enjoy half the time.

A few day ago, a chap on the checkout at a local store (he looked about 28) looked exhausted. He told me he had three jobs, two of which were full-time, 40 hours per week each.

Don't ask me how he manages that! I asked and never got a plausible answer. He told me he juggled three jobs because he wanted to leave a legacy for his kids.

Just maybe, his kids would prefer to spend time with their great dad than have a legacy.

Brits often put money and work first. We race to life's finishing post, barely stopping for a sandwich, and fail to savour or enjoy our days half the time.

That's why I enjoy Portugal so much. Its tranquillity stops me in my tracks. It makes me live for the moment, savour the views, feel the sand between my toes. Time slows down, peace reigns and the idyllic beach walks seem to last forever. Like this sunset one, below. Wonder what paradise is like? You're looking at it, folks. Methinks it's time to go back...

 



8 TIPS IF YOU FANCY NEW YEAR'S EVE IN PORTUGAL

 

These pictures were taken on this very day this time last year, December 28, 2014. My family jetted off to good old Portugal for new year. So what can you expect at this time of year?


1. It was colder than we expected at night. Take a coat and scarf for the outdoors and slippers for the hotel room. Tiled floors are no joy on bare feet in winter.

2. In the day you could sunbathe on the beach but at night the temperature wasn't much above freezing, about 4C. This year the temperatures are showing highs of 17C and lows of 10C so it's pleasant but you need to dress for every eventuality.

 

3. But though chilly at night there was bags of sunshine and blue skies, a rarity at this time of year in the UK. A chance to overdose on Vitamin D.

 

4. We had been told that Albufeira was the place to be for a magnificent fireworks display on NYE and that cabs would be hard to come by. We managed to get taxis fairly easily both ways, though you have to be clever and sharp-eyed on the way home. Oh, and maybe we were lucky but cab prices did not double on NYE like they do in the UK. The fireworks were not as impressive as we expected though it's true to say the whole town comes out for them and gathers near the beach. There's music, too, and the festivities are broadcast live on TV. Funny thing is, you could sit in a bar watching the frolics on TV that were happening right outside in the square and it looked as if there were hundreds of people there. In fact, only a hundred or so folk were gathered round the TV cameras at any one time. TV trickery.  I know all about that thanks to my BGT experiences!

 

5. Be prepared for some drunken behaviour. Chavvy Brits let the UK side down in Albufeira on NYE 2014 with one family encouraging their teen son to do an impromptu striptease in a bar. Dear oh dear oh dear.... Not what you want to see just after you've eaten, or anytime!

 

 

 

6. Would we go back to Portugal for NYE? Yes, but I'd go to a different town or city to see in the new year. I have since heard Tavira is good. And surely Lisbon must put on a quality show?

7. If travelling to Portugal out of season, many bars and restaurants are shut. You can always find somewhere to eat or drink but the choice is more limited.

8. Flights are also limited and more expensive. Book early to get a half decent price.

9. If you want a real new year bargain, head off in early January. Amazing deals! Treat yourself to a spa hotel with an indoor pool.

10. If you're a wild party animal, I suspect Portugal may not be for you at NYE. But if you love beaches to yourself, long walks and lazy days, go for it.

 

Below.... me on New Year's Eve, 2014

 

 

6 flying experiences I'd rather not repeat

FLYING is an experience, sometimes for all the wrong reasons! But it certainly gives you something to talk about.... Here are five of my flying anecdotes:

 

THE HOOTERS STAG
I thought I was imagining it. A grown man in the tightest, pinkest, shortest shorts you ever did see, massive curly wig, pantomime dame-style make-up and teeny weeny Hooters' girl T-shirt. And he was heading for passport control. No wonder anyone can get in and out of the UK. He was the stag leading a party of mates on a wild week away. I often wonder what the rest of the world thinks about the Brit passion for fancy dress. Anyway, the drinks were already flowing. It was raucous but friendly raucous. He made it through passport control, as did his chums, and I have never seen a plane drinks trolley emptied so quickly. Bottles of Champagne were bought en masse ... along with gin, vodka, beer etc etc. You get the picture. The funny thing was there was also a hen party on the plane but by the time the drinks trolley reached them the booze had gone. The looks of fury on the girls' faces were priceless, especially when the stag lads toasted them, glasses raised, and said 'cheers!'

THE PORTUGEUSE CHUCKLE BROTHERS
Flight attendants are usually a slick bunch but on one flight I met a pair who were so wonderfully hopeless (I loved them for it) I wondered if they were Ant and Dec in disguise. For foreign readers, Ant and Dec are UK entertainers who often don spectacular disguises to pretend to do other people's jobs (badly) for comedy value. The Portuguese Chuckle Brothers kept forgetting things, got stuck in the aisles, stuck by the trolley, just generally stuck. It was as if they had never set foot on a plane before. The clever mid-aisle gesturing to colleagues for another bag of Maltesers, a skill most flight attendants have, was simply not there. I have never seen two people hurtle back and forth up a plane so many times. It was chaos, but entertaining chaos. Despite it all, they never stopped smiling. those good old Portuguese. Nor did I!

THE LAD WHO BEGGED FOR MILK
Stags and hens may be wild en route to the sun but coming home is a very different affair. The change in behaviour is immense. One group of stags looked a sickly bunch as they flew back to England. After days of over indulgence, young men who had demolished the drinks trolley out-bound were now pale and pasty wrecks of their former selves.  Some could hardly talk. One lad was particularly delicate. I heard him ask the air hostess in a croaky whisper: "Can I have some milk please?" He then went into a comatose state and, throughout the flights, his 'friends' balanced an interesting variety of items on his head, such as empty beer cans, and then took pictures of him, no doubt to produce a lovely set of holiday snaps to show his mum!

THE MAN WHO COULDN'T FASTEN HIS SEATBELT
I have seen some weighty people on planes before but one chap across the aisle from me was so large his stomach touched the seat in front. There was no way on this earth he could fasten his seatbelt. He was wedged tight. But he never stopped eating for two hours.

THE PICNIC FAMILY
Talking of food, lots of people take their own sarnies on budget flights. I have no issue with that but once found myself sitting among a large group of Brits travelling together. Between them they had the contents of a small supermarket in their hand luggage. It turned out to be intensely annoying. Sausage rolls, sweets, sarnies and crisps were thrust past my face at five-minute intervals throughout the flight and comments like this were yelled in my ear (meant for a woman just the other side of me in the next row): "Mavis, Mavis, MAVIS, ask Mavis if she wants some Maltesers."  I was ready to crush the Maltesers!

LOUD, ROUGH & RUDE
Here's the thing. I detest people who are vulgar, swear, shout, glare, look for arguments and have the manners of a wild beast in public. That's in the street, on a plane, at an airport, anywhere in fact. It's basic manners, basic common sense. It's about respecting your fellow human beings and their space. It's about respecting the fact that parents don't want their toddlers to learn the f-word courtesy of a lewd and uncouth stranger. What you do in your own home is your own business but don't inflict it on the rest of us. I've heard terrible rows in airport queues, effing and blinding, threats of violence, children bellowed at and aggressive nastiness.  Luckily, I don't see it every time I fly but standards of basic human decency are unbelievably low among a minority of people. Jet2 is leading a campaign to stop unacceptable behaviour on flights, which, aside from the drunkenness, has included passengers fighting and stripping off. Force them all to read every volume penned by Jane Austin 10 times, say I. Manners maketh the man, and the woman. Grow up and get a  grip.

Portugal Rules OK!: Portugal cliff collapse destroys my favourite beac...

Portugal Rules OK!: Portugal cliff collapse destroys my favourite beac...: This sight greeted my eyes in Olhos de Agua, Portugal, in October, 2015.... My favourite beach view bench was almost no more. The...

Portugal cliff collapse destroys my favourite beach viewpoint

This sight greeted my eyes in Olhos de Agua, Portugal, in October, 2015....

My favourite beach view bench was almost no more. The wind and rain had taken its toll on the cliff sending huge chunks of sandy rumble tumbling to the ground, closely followed by a few fence panels..... This is how it used to look....

 

Here is the end of the bench you can see in the top picture. I was lying on it on December 31, 2014, sunning myself in  the gentle winter heat.  I used to love climbing up here to take in the glorious views and catch a few rays of winter sunshine.... This is what I could see either side...

 

 

 

This is another shot of the collapse....

 

 

The Algarve suffered some terrible floods and rain in the autumn and this photo was taken BEFORE the worst of the weather. I felt so sad when I saw this. A reminder of nature's might.

But I'll find another perfect vantage point, just you wait and see....

 

JILL

 

Portugal Rules OK!: Is this the biggest character in Portugal with mag...

Portugal Rules OK!: Is this the biggest character in Portugal with mag...:  Meet Ruy, the owner of Black Cat's bar in Olhos de Agua He's with BGT magician Luca Gallone (lucagallone.com)     B...

Is this the biggest character in Portugal with magician Luca Gallone?

 Meet Ruy, the owner of Black Cat's bar in Olhos de Agua

He's with BGT magician Luca Gallone (lucagallone.com)

 

 

Bars are always home to interesting characters and few are more interesting than Ruy, who at 62 (I am told) runs a little jazz bar  called Black Cat's in Olhos de Agua

He is dapper, and I mean dapper. He tells me he has friends in the fashion industry who post clothes to him. I can believe it. Olhos isn't awash with designer boutiques.

 

He's been very poorly. I understand he's had throat cancer. He's lost his voice completely but still runs his bar. How? He writes down what people owe him on a bit of paper. Simple!

The bar is ... well ....unusual.... he loves to decorate it himself and it's kinda quirky. Apparently he's renowned in the village for his heavy reliance on Sellotape. The cats, above, are part of the interior décor.... check out his tables and interior atmosphere. It is a tad dark!

 

My antiques addict partner reckons the art deco tables are worth a fortune. Ruy told us a friend gave them to him. Good friend!

The bar is not what you would call plush. It's tiny, Ruy plays music on an old music centre, sometimes nodding off on a quiet night. But he just loves people and, somehow, creates a very special atmosphere. People find themselves talking to complete strangers in his bar, making friends and returning night after night...

 

A friend who went there on my recommendation said: "I couldn't believe where you'd sent me! It was tatty and dusty with cobwebs....but we loved it.  It hooked us. We ended up going back every night. I joked to my husband that it must have been black magic!"

 

My neighbours did exactly the same. They couldn't believe it when Ruy told them to pay the next night because he'd run out of change. Of course they went back. Every night! And bought him a present next time they went to the village.

 

My teenage son, professional magician Luca Gallone, introduced me to Ruy.

"He's just such a nice person," he told me, "really generous and kind."

 

We went there one night and me, a person who is usually nodding off at 9pm, was still in Black Cat's at 2am one crazy October evening.... madness! But great. Especially for me.

 

Finally, check out this cocktail he made Luca. Chocolate buttons, squirty cream? Who knows but it made me smile... The world needs more Ruys ...

 

 

Don't let fear destroy our love of travel

 

Recent events have left us all shell-shocked. As I write, Belgium is in lockdown over a terror threat, Paris is still at the forefront of our minds and arrests are taking place  across Europe and beyond as the security services try to get to grips with Isis.

 

It's all felt very close to home; very disquieting; very upsetting.

 

Paris was horrific and came on top of a Russian plane being downed en route from Egypt and the Tunisia beach massacre. One of my best friends worked with a woman slaughtered on the beach at the start of what should have been her annual break.

 

Shortly afterwards my lovely pal  was due to travel to Turkey for a family holiday and was close to cancelling. She did, in fact, cancel a birthday trip to Paris last January due to the Charlie Hebdo attack. Her young son was too frightened to go after seeing the news.

 

Suddenly, holidays don't feel like a great idea at all. In fact just last week my neighbour (not a keen flyer at the best of times)  said: "I don't think it's safe to fly anywhere."

But life can't stop. If we let terror and anxiety cripple our lives we would never leave the house, never enjoy intoxicating new experiences, see fresh places, make great friends...

 

 

Consequently, I already have two holidays booked for 2016, one in my beloved Portugal and one in Spain where we are meeting up with  some German friends for tapas.

 

So, don't let fear destroy you. Carry on living and look for destinations which reduce stress levels. I went to both Tunisia and Turkey many years ago but vowed never to go back. When you go to a country battling extreme poverty as a (perceived to be) wealthy Westerner it is deeply uncomfortable. I remember being desperate to explore Tunisia but a kindly local begged me not to.  After accompanying me and my friend on a local bus to a town nearby he said: "Please get on the next bus back, go straight to your hotel. You are not safe." I did just that.

As a 5ft 1in, 8st woman I recognise my limitations. Meanwhile, Turkey was superb in terms of food, sights and weather but you still felt that air of desperation on the streets as you were constantly approached by hawkers, one or two of whom became a tad aggressive when brushed away. Such was their desperation for money. Egypt I had never considered a good idea, due to its volatile political situation and geographical location.

 

One day, again many years ago, a hairdresser was telling me how much she loved holidays in Egypt.

 

"I've never fancied it due to the dangers in the country," I admitted.

 

"Oh, it's fine," she said. "You get a military escort from the airport!"

 

Mmmm... need I say more?

 

But, though there are places I choose to avoid, there are many places I would love to visit.  I'll probably end up doing a gap year when I am 80!  Sadly, spare time and finances severely limit me but I will continue to travel as much as I can. For the record, here are 10 places on my to-do or must-go-back-to list...

 

 

1. The Azores.... Portugal islands on the middle of nowhere. Gotta be bliss!

2. San Francisco, Alcatraz and California. Oh, to see much more of the good old  US of A.

3. Las Vegas (again) to see the Mac King magic show (again). Forget the casinos, it's the world capital of magic....

4. Sardinia.... love islands...

5. Canada (again) Such lovely people.... that's me, top pic, on a jet ski  in Newfoundland more than a decade ago. It was the press trip of a lifetime for  me. I skied for the first time and saw icicles about as big as me... So grateful for that opportunity.

6. Malta.... because I have heard it's simply great.

8. Thailand (know someone there who will give me a VIP experience, long story...)

9. Japan .... because it will be so, so different...

10. China... the new world super power, mysterious...

 

But, wherever I go in the world, I will always return to Portugal's gloriously empty out-of-season beaches.....Peace on earth and goodwill to all men....

 

Parisians have been dancing on their city streets this week to show they're not afraid.

 

Follow their example....

 

Jill