I got to Paris at 10pm Friday and, after drinking a third of a bottle of wine, with a third of a round of cheese, promptly fell asleep (Joe and his mom had already done a full day there - the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the first falafel sandwiches of the trip [from L'As du Falafel -- supposedly the best, though in our opinion not], and so on...). The next morning I woke up to a breakfast (in bed) of chocolate croissant and Nespresso (What else? Ha. Ha. Ha. If I ask my students "What else?" they answer with "Nespresso!" if I didn't know about this ad campaign I would be confused as hell) and then we hit the road. Saturday we wandered the Champs-Elysees, the Marais district (I ate my first falafel sandwich at Chez Marianne [good but not the best], Joe bought shoes, we all lost each other for about half an hour), and went to a great restaurant half a block from the hotel (I tried a snail!).
At this market (the first of Sunday's adventures), I took about ten photos of people with tiny, froofy, French dogs and Joe and I helped Betsi choose a cheese. After that, we went back to the Marais district I ate another falafel sandwich (from Mi-Va-Mi, in my opinion, the best falafel in Paris. they gave falafel balls to people in line! that is service!), and we convinced Betsi to buy a cool looking red jacket/coat. Post-shopping and eating (we also split an awesome borek filled with sheep cheese and spices) we walked to Centre Pompidou and hung out there for an hour or two.
After the museum, it was almost train time, so after some wine and cheese (and after purchasing two more falafel sandwiches [one from Mi-Va-Mi and another from the place that we ate falafel with Speef when she visited], bringing the falafel total up to four for me), we headed back to Lyon. Overall, I'd describe this trip to Paris as falafelici[t]ous
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