start with croissant, end with wine
A full day in Paris is a very full day.
Because busy and people and walking. So lovely.
First stop, croissant and coffee and our little patisserie across the street. A little philosophy of life and talking to French people (FYI, they’re EVERYWHERE).
A. Dorable.
Anyway. We then walked through the lovely streets of Paris, from the neighborhood we are staying and for quite a ways past our bus stop. We got onto our OpenTour bus and toured the city from the top for a couple of hours...stopping occasionally for fun and food.
It rained. Paris is lovely in the rain, but I must admit, also wet. So we busted out our dollar store ponchos, undaunted by wetness (we are, after all, west coasters). Pictured here are a few of the hotspots we visited. Including bookstores, gardens and churches from the last seven or eight centuries.
St. Chapelle, commissioned by Albert’s forbear, King Saint Louis IX, was spectacular, except for the guys who kept saying, “SHHHH” really loudly. But the windows of St. Chapelle overshadowed him.
We explored the Latin Quarter, took an hour and a half to read all the menus and decide which restaurant captured us. This, by the way, was definitely a high light of the day. Restaurants place charming fellows outside their doors to lure customers in shamelessly, bragging and cajoling, to entice pedestrians into their establishments.
We settled on a darling little place, ate well and drank wine. Went home and here we are, off to sleep.
Quote of the day:
Complete stranger: There’s a cute little garden right around the corner, you might want to see it, its’ the oldest garden in Paris. There’s a well there that’s the oldest thing in Paris.
Me: Wow, it is Roman?
Complete stranger: Probably.
Because busy and people and walking. So lovely.
First stop, croissant and coffee and our little patisserie across the street. A little philosophy of life and talking to French people (FYI, they’re EVERYWHERE).
A. Dorable.
Anyway. We then walked through the lovely streets of Paris, from the neighborhood we are staying and for quite a ways past our bus stop. We got onto our OpenTour bus and toured the city from the top for a couple of hours...stopping occasionally for fun and food.
It rained. Paris is lovely in the rain, but I must admit, also wet. So we busted out our dollar store ponchos, undaunted by wetness (we are, after all, west coasters). Pictured here are a few of the hotspots we visited. Including bookstores, gardens and churches from the last seven or eight centuries.
St. Chapelle, commissioned by Albert’s forbear, King Saint Louis IX, was spectacular, except for the guys who kept saying, “SHHHH” really loudly. But the windows of St. Chapelle overshadowed him.
We settled on a darling little place, ate well and drank wine. Went home and here we are, off to sleep.
Quote of the day:
Complete stranger: There’s a cute little garden right around the corner, you might want to see it, its’ the oldest garden in Paris. There’s a well there that’s the oldest thing in Paris.
Me: Wow, it is Roman?
Complete stranger: Probably.
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