HALT! THIS IS THE EMPIRE OF THE DEAD
The Catacombs are cool – in a creepy sort of way – but the best thing about the was having a prepaid ticket that took you to the front of AT LEAST a 2 hour wait. That was amazing.
Oh yeah, and the bones are pretty cool too.
You exit the catacombs about a mile away from where you entered, so we were quite near the Galleries Lafayette, the Parisien version on a shopping mall. ‘Cuz Momma needs some shoes. Found some – they are pretty cool and look like they can hold up to the Vancouver-style of winter.
Then, home for a quick nap, a drink on our new favourite square, Place de Contrescarpe:
(yes, those two on the far right are dancing) and then out for our much anticipated fondue dinner on Rue de Mouffetard (one of the oldest roads in Paris, also used by the Romans back in the day).
Saw this in a store entrance along the way:
The fondue was a.m.a.z.i.n.g. Lots of “mmmm, mmm, mmmm’s” coming from both of us. And, to top it off, a wonderfully talented tenor was standing on the opposite corner of the lane, serenading us all. This is Paris.
So that was yesterday. Obviously, we just rolled back to our hotel and fell into a cheese-induced stupor after dinner.
Today we had scheduled patisserie making class to learn how to make croissants and pain au chocolat. Fortuitously, the class was only a few doors down from our hotel, however we were still the last to arrive (funny how that happens). We learned everything there is to know about making these delicious pastries from the lovely and talented Amanda. Don was a very good student.
Look Ma – we made croissants!!
This is where Amanda instructed that we were to “be one with the butter”!
We gave quite a few away to the young lady who was travelling with friends, because we are off home tomorrow. But we kept two croissants each – bought some ham and cheese and a half bottle of red wine and enjoyed the most wonderful picnic in our little courtyard later in the day.
After our class, we needed a walk (we have only eaten croissants for three meals today!), so we headed to the Luxembourg Gardens that aren’t that far from our hotel. What a gorgeous city park! It even has a large shallow pond where children can put their little sail boats on and watch them stream across the water.
Seriously – don’t you think Don could rock pink pants?
Back to our little square Contrescarpe (new fav) for a few fries and beers before heading home for our croissant dinner.
It’s been fun Paris – a lesson on how to plan too many things, then to cut at least half of those plans, and – perhaps most importantly – to remember how fun it is to wander and discover “en place” and as you go.
But now it’s time to head home and enjoy, with a renewed appreciation, what that really means to us. Besides, we have walked 218.7 km . . . my feet hurt!
Until next time . . .