Rubens at the Plaza
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... wifi. We headed in for a coffee, sat down next to a power point and began to get ourselves together.
It was fairly easy to navigate the Paris metro and we found our way to our hostel without a hitch. It was still quite early, too early for check in, but we were hoping we could leave our backpacks there and take a shower. They were nice enough to let us and it brought me back to life again after that long bus trip.
There were wifi problems ...
... followed by a lobster soufflé with vegetables then a soufflé au mangue (mango soufflé) served with mango sorbet. It was quite an experience with soufflés in all directions. Plus it had two sitting times of 7pm and 9pm.
After dinner we walked around Place de la Concorde waiting to see if the Eiffel Tower lights were coming on at 9pm - they didn't as it was too light still. We wandered back through the gardens, ...
... throughout the city (every 300 meters) so we took advantage of it and had a blast. Many roads are car-free on Sundays so it was stress free.....even if we didn't know which way we were going! We passed the rollerblading group which looked to be about 1000 strong.
Finished the day at a Bistro close to Chez Nous....good food,wine and ambience!
See you again soon Paris!
... breakfast tray laid out for us. Again, my uncle had prepared for us a bowl of warm hot chocolate, soft boiled eggs (we’ll get to that later) little toasty breads called croustine with a choice of butter or guava jam, and a baguette for breakfast. We couldn’t resist so we sat down. We ate everything with no problem, but then we got to the eggs. On the outside, they look like what we’re used to, hard boiled eggs. But Jean had given us egg shaped cups ...
... it was not pretty or inspiring.
We walk a couple of blocks to a building on rue royal parc. Remembering the Madeleine stories I read to the girls when they were young I was keen to find the house. In reality, the house is fictional, but an internet site suggested a building on rue royal parc. So we go and I take a photo..."In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines."