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... bag), I certainly wasn't going to pick them up - this didn't seem to worry one guy, who despite all the signs, picked up a skull and took his photo with it! Once we popped out the other end, it was promptly decided by all of us that we can't make a decision - so Tom took the lead (loosely translated: wandered off in a random direction) and we all followed him. We ended up at a patisserie where I ordered the tartlette pomme, Gerard ordered the "round brown thing" and the others had ...
... Are you serious'. 'No I just brought this for a Joke'. Anyway it was all hugs and tears and then wanting to call her mum. She had no idea it would happen so that was even better.
After all that the tower started sparkling and we didn't even care Haha. We headed home and spent the next few hours contacting everyone I think we finally went to sleep around 3.30am.
Saturday 6 September
Even though we had been up most of the ...
... and Brendon had a delicious piece of Turbot. I can't rave about it like I did Auberge de la Mole, but it was our perfect last dinner in Paris. Even though it was quite late we cabbed to Trocadero for a last night time glimpse of the Eiffel Tower. It was so much fun - such a great vantage point and awesome atmosphere as the lights had just come on but not quite dark - a magic time of night. The rest of the day was ...
... Montsouris in 2008, so were very anxious to know whether the owner and her staff, who had been so nice to us during that visit, were alive and well. I had brought along a sheet of photos we had taken in the bistrot on that occasion, which included all of their smiling faces, with the hope they'd remember us from that long-ago encounter.
As we rounded the corner to enter the bistro, it was as if we'd been there yesterday. Both the exterior facade and ...
... point. Especially the French. Rude "yes", need to learn how to say please "yes", learn my space is not your space "yes". If I hear someone one more time ask do you speak English I'm going to choke them. If you say yes, they hand you a card written in English asking for money. Just like every other big city you just don't reply, or make eye contact. Basically not even acknowledge your existence on this planet. Donna pulled off the ...