This is all a part of the adventure I had last weekend in Paris. I really should write it all down in sequence, but that would make too much sense, n'est-ce pas? Since Sunday is coming to a close here in NC, I will tell about last Sunday afternoon.
The day started with an ACIS training session after breakfast at our hotel, the Novotel on Quai de Grenelle.
We played a really cool chocolate tasting game. My kind of training!
Then we hopped on a bus for a guided tour of the Opéra Garnier. It is such a cool building. I love the ceiling painted by Marc Chagall. The chandelier still scares me a bit, though.
Before I could do something as silly as even check the price of one of them, a small group of us decided to head to the nearby Ladurée shop to buy macarons.
Believe it or not, I only ate one and brought back a little box of them for Arles Lucy who will be my co-chaperone for the March student trip. I am all for bribes, mes amis. Giving and receiving them, as long as they have to do with food or drink.
After that stop, I split off from the rest. They were heading to the Marais to the Musée Carnavalet and I have been there several times. The weather was absolutely gorgeous-- 50˚F and sunny. Blue skies. Perfect strolling weather. So, stroll I did. I passed through the Place Vendôme,
to the Tuileries gardens,
and across the Pont des Arts with all of the Padlocks of Love.
There were lots and lots of Frenchies out and about. They were strolling, too. I realized that someone was watching me and keeping pace with me as I crossed the bridge. A nicely dressed fellow. I continued to snap photos and ignore him. At the end of the bridge, he stopped next to me and struck up a conversation. He asked if he could walk with me along the quai. Sure. I told him I was meeting friends in front of Notre Dame. Maybe Quasimodo would still be there? He was there for me last March...
I think they kind of look like they're dancing. Shake, shake, shake... shake, shake, shake... shake your booty, shake your booty. (That's a KC and the Sunshine Band song for those too young to have experienced the '70's music scene.)
Bon appétit, Paris and Random French Guys everywhere.