On Saturday, we went in search of a new jacket for Sarah. Well, we never found the jacket, but take a look at everything else we stumbled upon walking around Paris in the spring. A cow dressed in a flamenco dress (they are all over town : http://paris.cowparade.com), a mime dressed as the devil, a group of mongolian chanters, and a hippie playing an aboriginal digeridoo.
We also had some dang good tiramisu gelato along the way, and finished with a pint at the scottish pub. Somehow that helped lessen the anguish of not finding a jacket. Clothing stores in Paris just ain't working for us. Everything resembles the "Juniors" section of Dillards, only weirder and 3 times the price. Lovely.
We also went to the Bastille market this week. Yum. Fresh roasted chicken, fresh made chevre and thyme ravioli, lettuce that looks like it was picked 10 minutes ago, deep red strawberries, and monstrous gargantuan eggs. Both of the mombo eggs we've opened have had double yolks. I've never seen that before. Love the market.
Today was another French holiday, May is filled with them. This one was a war related one. Today we went on a guided walking tour of the Medieval Latin quarter. We learned about a woman posioning her family, how the Latin quarter evolved, how students rose at 4am, and studied/prayed until 8pm, saw Mitterand's house, and learned some of the finer points of personal hygiene during Roman times in Paris.
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