It was an overcast and gray day in the City of Light today, but what we saw in downtown Paris was anything but dull. It is, indeed, a lovely city, one of a kind and its charm and allure are undeniable.
My first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower was almost breath-taking, although I have seen it thousands of times in photos and film. The real deal is, as Sissy Spcaek once said of Loretta Lynn ,"Real real."
Our day revolved around seeing rather than doing--although getting around is a pretty good case of "doing." We had a couple of requests from friends to take photos of "a perfume factory" and "a used bookstore," which I did, and to "bring me back some Paris dirt," which I gathered at a huge garden in downtown. My pals should be happy. I also picked up goodies at both Chanel and the Shakespeare Bookstore for the writer of the two.
We ate a wondrous late lunch at a small bistro across from Notre Dame (I never could find the football stadium) and I don't believe I've ever had a quiche that was in this league (salmon). I also had my first French croissant. It was out of this world.
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