Exploring the 12th and Saying Goodbye to Paris
Trip Start Jul 23, 2008
27Trip End Aug 14, 2008
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We first went over by the Tuileries where the other Laduree is located. It is much smaller and more casual. I bought my violet tea and some macarons for us to take home and some for some friends.
From there, we took the train straight into the 12th arrondissement. We walked around and the kids played at a tiny playground for awhile. I wanted to get a feel for it since I'm thinking I like this area as a possibility for when we buy an apartment.
We found a place for lunch, Cafe Inedit. At first we were sitting outside which was nice, but it was windy, and then it started to rain, and despite the glass and umbrellas, we were getting wet
I had 20 Euros left in cash, so we had to order with that in mind. We shared a Salade Napolitaine and Pennes with tap water to drink. By the time I left a little extra for tip, my 20 was gone. The food was ok, nothing to write home about really. But it's too bad, because the charm of the place is fantastic!
We then walked a little more and found a really nice playground with a big field below. DD and DS befriended a French boy, and they played soccer for quite awhile. DS had been wanting to play soccer since we had been in Paris, so I was happy he finally found someone to play with. The three of them seemed to genuinely have a great time together.
After that we went home and cleaned and packed to get ready to leave. The kids did a wonderful job of getting their things put away and tidying up.
After dinner, we decided to go see the Eiffel Tower as our "Farewell to Paris" thing to do. The kids had gone one evening with DH, but they wanted to go again. I thought it was an appropriate thing to do on our last night
Finally it got dark enough for the blue lights to turn on. This was new since I had seen it last. And it has yellow stars on the "front" side. We did not wait until the sparkle lights came on though. DH was suppose to call at 10 pm, so we went back to the apartment.
Turns out, he didn't call until 11 pm...thinking there was only 8 hours difference instead of 9 hours! It's a good thing we got that figured out before the next morning, because his phone call was my wake up call!!
Anyway, it was sad to say goodbye to Paris, but at the same time, we were all ready to go home.