Walking around Paris

Tuesday was the start of the conference so Glen went off to do conference things up at La Défense. We’d left the house together in search of a croissant but didn’t find one easily so Glen went hungry. As I was already up and out, and in Paris, I went exploring. Despite having an unlimited travel card, I walked everywhere.

First stop: l’Opera, then down to the Tuileries. I hadn’t realized how close the apartment was to many of the typical tourist sites so it was easy to get around. The obelisk loomed to my right so o went and looked at that. The Musee de l’Orangerie was close too, but also closed on a Tuesday, so I walked down Les Jardins de Tuileries, looking at sculptures and real-live goats who were mowing the grass (with their mouth, not actual lawnmowers). Then through the arch to the Louvre pyramid. I didn’t actually go into these places. It was just nice to be out in the sun and soak up the atmosphere.

I was going to head home next but instead thought I’d find a supermarket to pick up some groceries so we weren’t eating out all the time. Google Maps showed a few around, one called Carrefour, which I knew to be a French supermarket. The upside of this choice was that it too me through the gardens of Palais Royale. A breakdancer was preparing to be filmed or photographed in the courtyard, which was also dotted with sculptures. The gardens were full of roses. I then found where Carrefour was meant to be only to realize its full name was Carrefour-Voyages and it was a travel agents. No matter, I found the sculpture of Moliere instead.

Another search on Google revealed that the Monoprix, that looked like a department store, also sold groceries–and it was on the corner near our apartment. I descended into the giant pit of groceries and bought fruit, cheese, juice, baguettes and eggs. I then went home and cooked an omelette. Amazingly, I’d done all this and it was still lunch time.

Even with all that afternoon to spare, I decided to stay in. In fact, I had a nap and it was lovely. And when Glen got back from the conference, we napped together until 5:30 and thought we should get up.

We went in search of dinner. Our first choice was a Japanese restaurant we’d passed nearby when we first arrived but it was closed. We also walked past a lot of other Japanese and Korean restaurants as rue Ste-Anne seems to be the place for it. We settled on a Japanese ramen place that looked busy but still had room for us. The food was ok. I don’t know why I choose ramen though. I’m usually disappointed.

Even though people will say it’s sacrilege, after dinner we went home and spent the night on the couch. It was lovely.

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