Instead of boring you with more details of my Saturday afternoon in Paris, it can be summed up in two pictures. Sitting on the Seine while listening to street musicians, overlooking Notre Dame, and eating ice-cream from Berthillon. (Caramel for K. and grapefruit for me.)
We were stupid and went to the Jewish district on Saturday on the search for falafel. Don't ask me why I forgot it was Shabbat. It was so sad to walk along along the streets and see all the shops closed. Luckily, Chez Marianne was open and K. and I could pick up our falafel and big dill pickles from their takeout window and sit on a closed storefront to eat our lunch. Mmmmmm....
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