Pavillon Porte de Versailles
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... watching people pass by. After lunch, I didn’t really know what to do with myself. So, I went back to the dorm and read for a little bit. Then, I thought, what am I doing? It is my last day in Paris, surely I can find something to do. So, I went to my hostel and asked for recommendations for dinner. I told them that since it was my last day, I wanted some good French food, and I didn’t care about the expense, and that I wanted ...
... some incredible Camembert at home and some Boursin. The displays in these produce stores show the passion and heart of the French love of food so beautifully. NZ should be ashamed of our rubbery processed cheese and rude prices!
We then trained it to the Pantheon where a queue wasn't so long.
This is another large stone building filled with floor to ...
... which I guess was fine because we were surrounded by them. At the end we stayed there for a couple of hours and got to see 3 things we wanted to see (the Mona Lisa, Venus de Milo and Medici). However while getting to those places, which took a long time, we saw many beautiful pieces of artwork and ornate, amazing hallways and sculptures- to think people lived in that Palace- it was amazing!!
We then went home and Marcus had prepared ...
... the first time was difficult with a deadline hanging over us and when we arrived, stressed, hungry and late, we were there alone. It wasn't until half an hour later that the others arrived apologising that they couldn't contact us to let us know they were going to be late. We were finally able to sit down and relax with good food and good company in front of the church where the main event was the very next ...
... have I ever felt more confused and kind of insulted that he invited me to dinner an then expected me to cook for him, so I was extremely glad when my new friend Michael trailed in behind me and sat down on his couch. He kept asking Michael "Can I help you? Can I help you? Can I help you? Is there something you need?" Which just made everything 10x more awkward and then thankfully he got an "emergency phone call" and had to leave so he kicked both Michael and I out of ...