BBQ Tuesday
We decided to kick back at our "home" and BBQ today, can't get in trouble there, right?
Oh! For the second time, we activated the security alarm. Not a soul responded, not even a mouse (possibly scared the mice!) If you have an alarm in the forest.....
Another trip to the Auchon. This store is so big they actually have different butchers for different animals, separate bakeries for different types of pastries, etc. Did we notice this? No, which will explain our pork cheeseburgers. Kind of strange to eat that much pork, and way too salty. Could not finish it. The bread was delicious.
Victoria kept pointing out imported vegetables and food, saying, "I thought the French only ate local food in season!" Apparently if you want tropical fruit in Paris, you import it. Just like we do.
Got to bed fairly early, but Victoria is surprisingly homesick. Maybe for her cats? I thought kids would not get homesick if they were with their parents? Better today.
The trip to the Lourve was another thriller for the child, she couldn't get out of there fast enough, and sees no point whatsoever in the Mona Lisa (ok, nor do I except it's been stolen so many times). The security is fascinating.
As we arrived at the Lourve, we realized that one of us desperatly needed a WC, and one of us was famished, so we located a cute cafe on the rue Rivoli. Real estate must be quite pricey here, thinking the last time I saw a cafe this size I was in the theater district in NYC. Bathrooms were so small, you had to be facing the right direction as you entered; no turning around!
The food was ok, and the service nothing compared to the guy in Versailles. He could have served you an old shoe, and then convinced you it was Gourmet.
Here, we had to beg for napkins, of course after the tomato landing and stained my white pants.
Speaking of all things vanishing Paris during August, I had heard that was because it was hot and humid in August, no one who is anyone would be caught here then. For the second time, we were rained on, and very cold. A bit London-like.
We still have to finish the Lourve, and are thinking of sending Paul, Victoria and I will take on the Champs Elyses. Sounds fair?
Also being urged to see at least swim in the Med while here. If Victoria's homesickness continues, we might have to have an American day, McDonalds and a Movie. I'm thinking Med.
Good news just in: the cats have taken to the French friends and are purring for them!
Bonne nuit!
Maia, Paul and Victoria
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