Well that is what I tried to do today. I spent my mid-day in the Notre-Dame de Pairs, where I took some pictures and then attended a service. Well walking around the perimeter of the church I thought to be honest it isn't very well kept up. They have things roped off but that's about it. It wasn't very clean as in the paintings and the artifacts were just there gathering dust and grim. I was nice to finally go into the church and it was beautiful but I think that I just build these things up in my mind so big that when they come in to fruition it pales in comparison. The service was of course confusing but I think I will have to just get use to always being confused in Paris. The service was all in French but they had a English summary in the bulletin and they had singers guiding us for when we needed to sing. So I sang in the Notre-Dame! I thought that was pretty cool.
After service I went back to the dorms for a quick change and then out to eat with my friend we eventually a chose to eat at a crepe cafe. We both got crepes with ice cream, my was mint ice cream and chocolate sauce and hers was like baked cinnamon apples and vanilla ice cream. I wish I would have taken a picture of it but I was just to hungry and lazy to take out my camera. After "lunch" we wondered forever and eventually found a pâtisserie and I bought my first baguette. It cost me 1,15 euros and was worth every euro cent. The French subsidizes bread and wine so it is so much cheaper, and I thank the French government for that. I could not stop eating it. It was delightfully crunchy on the outside and super soft and airy in the inside with all around buttery flavor. I can't believe that I waited so long to buy one.
I bought the baguette to eat while chilling out in the forest in the 16th arrondissement called Bois de Boulogne. This "park" two and a half times larger than Central Park, however we did not venture very far in. We did not want to get lost or go very far away from a metro stop since we are lazy like that. My friend and I eventually settled on a bench in a little park area that has super cute French children, actually all boys, they were riding their bikes around a little track. They were just too darn cute. We sat and wrote and hung out for a little bit.
I did my best to forget myself and enjoy Paris an my live here, and it was much easier after I left the hords of tourists, they were not exclusively old people, I know that some older people can be very good tourist. It's just the ones that I have encountered (often European older ladies) have been very hard to handle. So now it is off to bed for I have a long day ahead of me of exploring the Louvre!
Jusqu'à demain
Bisous- Janice
Notre-Dame de Paris
Moi et première baguette dans le Bois de Boulogne
Pretty little stream in the forest,
the bush has purple flowers
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