So I have to start off this posting with a small conversation to my Momma...(No Mom, I am not dead, thanks for checking. :) I know it took me a while to post while I was here but time just seems to fly! Unfortunately, I don't think I am going to be able to go and visit Yolanda, but maybe will do that if I am able to come back for Molly and Idir's Wedding.xoxo)
Okay, so I promised you pictures of mussels and I got them! We went out for mussels on Thursday, after Molly and I had explored Printemps (a fancy department store next to the National Opera House) We had some fun being girly and smelling all the perfumes, looking at lingerie and crystal. Lots of beautiful things! We went to the top of the store and had coffee on the terrace, overlooking Paris. The weather has turned cold and rainy, after a few days of very hot temperatures. Good thing I brought my umbrella! Idir, met us at the restaurant with his car, as there was a metro strike on Thursday, that affected the train that takes us home. Apparently, they schedule strikes regularly, so you have to look around the station to see if your train(s) are affected.
The next day (Friday), I was starting to feel a little more bold, so after going in with Molly to the Pilates studio, I took the Metro on my own to the Latin Quarter, where the Sorbonne is, with the plan to walk around and then meet Molly at 6 at a cafe nearby. Since my phone is kaput, if I get lost, I would just have to call her on a public phone, but I didn't want to tempt fate too much! I wandered around after getting out of the metro. I walked over to the Luxumberg Gardens and then the sky opened up! Everyone took shelter in various gazebo's dotted throughout the park. It was quite beautiful actually, and soon I just took out my umbrella and strolled through the drenched gardens. It was nice, as I pretty much had them to myself! The wind was so feisty, that it would periodically blow an amber sheet of fall leaves around you. So beautiful.
I had planned to walk down to Notre Dame, but I miscalculated and ended up walking all the way down to the Louvre! I was a little confused when I got there, "Hey, this isn't a church!", and then I realized I would have to trace my steps to meet Molly in an hour. Arrgh, needless to say I walked the wrong way again, past Les Deux Maggots (a famous writer and philosopher hangout). But I did get to see Sonyia Rykiel's store. That's the cool thing about Paris, you could really just wander down little street's forever.
Today, we are taking it easy, eating a leisurely breakfast of sour cherries and yoghurt, brioche toast and a latte. :)Idir is working in the Bastille district today, where they keep the police horses, and he said we could come by and see them! Tonight, we go with a few friends to a nice restaurant, Alkazar, to celebrate my birthday and then go dancing. Even though my birthday is on Tuesday :) Yay!
As a side note ,Heidi, I have had my i-pod on shuffle while walking around and every time Tupac comes on I laugh, and think of you! I wish I could be there, my sister, to dance the night away with you! Here's to hoping your legs turn to jelly, with all the dancing you'll be doing! I love you, Happy Birthday..:)
Amy
I'm confused. I could have sworn your sense of direction was supposed to improve the further you got from the states... ;-) Teasing aside, I love getting lost walking around Europian streets. That was actually one of my favorite parts of being in Venice... you knew you could just wander around and never get too lost.
ReplyDeleteHave a fantastic birthday dinner and dancing!
Keep up the good work Ames. Love ya lots, have a great birthday trip.
ReplyDeleteIt makes my heart hurt that for the first time in my life, I won't get to hear your voice, even on the other end of the phone, on our birthday. But the good thing is that I can picture you, wandering around listening to "I ain't mad atcha.." and you know, I ain't mad at ya. LOVE you. Can't wait to celebrate with you in a few short weeks. It sounds like you are having a good time and you deserve it.
ReplyDeleteOn another note. Prom. Success. The day after prom. Not so productive. There were lots of people there. The balloon drop happened. Dad wore a bow tie and a cumberbund, and Mom rocked one of my 80's dresses better then I did when I wore it almost ten years ago. And..Luke sported a dirt stache..real well.
Good Morning my darling girl...I too am imagining you enjoying the beauty and history around you and so glad you went to Paris. Heidi's prom-party was a huge success...I think most of Portland was there-at least the "cool people". Can't wait for the next installment. Love and Big Birthday Hugs, Mom (and Dad).
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