This diner In Joinville is called 'Happy Babe'. Psh, it's callin' my name!
When the train station computers crash..the reports are in English, and they're hilarious.. " try to wake up" "child rip" like...what?
Ha ha ha, I see what you did there, you punny Lay's, you!
When the tram is arriving, it says 'Tram a l'Approche' and when the tram is at the platform it says...
This house has a cannon ball lodged in it, just above the left set of windows. Coincidentally, it was also a church, and a sort of...libertine house where one of the ex-queens of France went to live. Bonus points if you can name her.
Oh baby. If I could tell you just how good this is...well I can, but I'm saving that for my next poetry contest. This is a photo of raspberry -rose ice cream. THAT was a good afternoon!
Also, I had rose ice cream today and it was AWFUL. Not all floral desserts are created equally!
As of 8pm today, I had three types of plums in my room. I've since eaten all the purple ones (whose name I can't recall) and all the mirabelles, which are the little yellow ones in the right. Someone please tell me we have those in America, because they are DELICIOUS. the ones in the middle are Reine Claudes, and they are so good! I can't get over how cheap good food is here. 5euro can get me a basket full of fruits, vegs, crackers, and prepared food. You just can't do that in the good ol US of A.
I walked by an haute couture fashion shoot yesterday. The dress was gorge, and she was TALL, and wearing heels AT LEAST six inches to boot. Those guys, average height. Notice she us AS TALL sitting down. Also, they are there to help her move, pick up her feet and everything. Crazy. I loved it!
Just, you know, your average gold statue of Thomas Paine. Here's the inscription: (the part I accidentally cut off says Citizen of the World)
I find the best places to write :) I was sitting in the 'window' of a 15th century chateau, east of the city. Um, cool!
This poem stretches a whole block, SUCH a good use of public space!
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Ok, so something really cool happened to me today. I was just wandering between Luxembourg and the Seine, and I happened upon Saint Sulpice, which is a church I've never seen, but been in the neighborhood of many times. It's much more recent than Notre Dame de Paris, and the architecture is really interesting so I decided to go inside and have a look. Well, it's gorgeous inside! There was someone speaking, in French, and I thought they were giving a mass on the sacred nature of marriage. I thought "oh. That's odd I'm sure the sign said mass wasn't until 6:45pm. Oh well, I don't want to be rude, I'll just sit down until it's over, I could use a little boost anyway"
Well, it didn't take long before I realized what I was actually listening to was a wedding! I'd walked right into someone's marriage ceremony! That explained the oddly overdressed congregation, the photographers, And the balloons waiting in the coat closet...
It was really cool though, yes, it did stay for the entire thing! The groom was English, the bride..I'm not sure, but I think she might be Thai... But they had both lived in France for a while, so the ceremony pulled in aspects of all their cultures, and they actually did vows in three languages! Plus the mass part was in Latin so... Crazy! It was a great experience, I hope they don't mind I enjoyed their day with them!
When people in the street realized a wedding had just occurred (the ringing church bells helped..) they all gathered around to congratulate and celebrate them!
Vivres les Mariès!
Finally, on my way home, I found this poster that had a local copy editor... :)
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