September 27, 2008

Perfect Paris - Day 3

A good night's sleep helped to revive my aching feet.
Surprisingly only one blister had appeared on my left heel, and this was the first trip I've taken in ages when my lower back wasn't in agony from miles of walking.

Besides, little aches and pains weren't going to stop me from enjoying another gorgeous day.

After a quiet morning of coffee, pain au noix and checking email, I bandaged up my feet, put on my most comfortable shoes and we finally left the apartment.
We agreed that a picnic in the Square des Batignolles with Döner kebabs from my friend's favorite place in the quirky, vibrant Batignolles neighborhood would be an excellent way to kick off the afternoon.

We soaked up some sun in the park and hopped on a bus for a leisurely trip across town to check out the cheese shops on the rue Mouffetard, then on to the Butte aux Cailles neighborhood in the 13th to see Aimée's little jewel of a tea house, l'Oisive Thé, and to meet another blogger, Samantha, for tea.
It was great to connect with these two women and hear about their lives in Paris. (Aimée's delicious, moist, chocolaty, chocolate chips cookies were another reason to stay and hang out)


I spent the late afternoon on my own, window shopping in the Marais, passing some time in a café watching the world go by, and walking past Notre Dame with its dazzling new facade on the Île de la Cité to my destination; a tiny bookshop on a tiny street in the 5th to attend Heather Stimmler-Hall's launch party for her new book, Naughty Paris, a book that every woman living in Paris should own.
There was one familiar face in the crowd, who were all happily drinking wine and enjoying some nibbles outside on the cobblestone street, and a couple of familiar voices; Katia and Kyliemac!

By the time I left the party, I was absolutely exhausted.
My trip home on the very, very busy Metro took two changes and almost an hour of being packed in like a sardine. Not used to this crowded city life, I tell you!

Finally crashing on the couch and taking off my shoes was pure heaven.

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