June 12:
Marais is the old Jewish neighborhood of Paris...the 12th was Saturday. I obviously didn't put the two together. "The best falafel in Paris" was closed. I settled for "The best fafafel in the city" two doors down. (Anyone else reminded of Jumbo Slice??) Now I have never had falafel before but I would agree that this was the best in the city. It was delicious. picture to come. Oh but wait! I got ahead of myself. On the way to the yum, I came across this little "vintage" store. Just what I had been looking for. All tags read 5 or 10 euros. ($6 or $12!) I bought a big purple hobo bag and a striped button up dress. picture to come. So great! The museum was closed because it was Saturday and since it was late I missed another museum. In fact, my late start had another causality, ice cream! I planned to grab a cone of the best Parisian ice cream on my way home but it closed at 8pm. With this disappointment, I resigned to head back to the hostel. On the way to the metro, I stopped at Pont du Change and watched the sunset a bit. *le sigh* trés belle.
Ooo. There are some fun looking people on the next couch over. Much more interesting than what I have waiting for me upstairs. I think I will interlope on their fun. á la prochain fois! (until the next time!)
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