Today we
took it easy. Not that we've been running around like crazy the past week, just
slower than normal. Our usual
style of vacation is to intersperse a few museums, exhibits or special
activities in with a lot of just wandering around and becoming part of the
scenery. In other words, we're
very good at doing nothing!
Today is
a good example of this. We were up
and out by 10:30, hit Paul's up for almonde
croissants and cafe creme and,
with no destination in mind, we just walked in a new direction. The ability to get lost is one of
the reasons I'm not a fan of cruises.
You can only wander the ship so long before you end up back where you
started, then you are out of new places to explore.
We walked
to Ave Montaigne and window-licked the couture shops of Dior, Chanel,
Valentino, etc. Heres my Tip of the Day: within two years we in the states will
be wearing elephant bell trousers again--just like 1975. Also, palazzo pants. This is good news for those of us
with big thighs.
At one point I had to use the
bathroom and, after wasting five minutes explaining to the hub that, no, I
couldn't just ask the big guys in black suits in the doorway to Emilio Pucci to
let me use the facilities, we walked at a faster clip a few blocks over to a
more laid back part of Paris (there's a sentence I never thought I'd use) where
we could use a cafe's WC for the price of a couple of diet Cokes or coffee. By the way, both beverages are roughly
$5.50 and no refills, which makes the privilege of ducking past an open urinal
to get to a seat damned pricy.
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| Le Toilette Break |
Home to
rest my mushy knees by 2:30.
Back out at 8:00 for a lite dinner of spaghetti Bolognese, a bottle of
pully fume and espresso. Walked to the Champs for an ice cream cone and home
again by 10:30.
Tomorrow
is our last full day and will be spent picking up the various things we
promised to bring back for people.
Neither of us will be sorry to say good-bye to the little studio
apartment and we're both looking forward to getting home, but I always hate
saying good-bye to Paris and this trip, in particular, has been special because
so much of it was spent with my special friends; my Jersey Girls.
3 comments:
Hey! What about your Jersey guys?
I'll miss your stories of Paris. Your lunch restaurant was on my list last spring but we never made it ' Well october is coming.Hope you get your deposit beck that's why I like vacaotion in Paris apts,No deposit and you pay in dollars!
The bathrooms: one of my less fond memories of Paris. I think I would have tried to hold it!
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