After lunch, we enjoyed our first (of many, I hope!) photo sessions of one another around the Louvre courtyards and hit high-end boutiques where Saskia scored a pair of fashionable pants on her way to her 'Parisien outfit'. Me? My big purchase was a bottle of water. So far. I'm on the hunt for the most amazing biscuit under the sun; I'm 0-3 to date with grocery stores -- wish me luck!
- Um, that's the Louvre. Do you realize we're staying a block from the Louvre?
- Confident, if simple vocabularized, French. Saskia is impressed.
- Waiter twin of my NYC colleague Luke Pardi
- Saskia making an escargot scene. She ate it; I am pleased. Next time, she won't make the fuss.
- Mousse au chocolat (anyone sensing a dessert theme here?)
- Christmas lights @ Printemps & Galleries Lafayette
- Our alley view of St. Roch
- The woman at the Tulieries fountain thinking we were British, married, fluent in French and spoke to us as if all three things were true after we continued to suggest otherwise.
- Being here. Seriously, just being here.
1 comment:
Oh, I am so envious. I like these pictures VERY much! I especially enjoy the one of you fume-ing and the Dirty Shirley look on your face in the last one with les trois femmes. I am very happy that you are having such a fabulous time. And I am living vicariously...totally. Telephone moi quand tu retourne a la maison. (terrible french, Murial)
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