day 3, or 2 really, considering we lost the first day here to jet lag. which was more like jet lag combined with wedding-weekend-extravaganza-lag if you catch my drift. also, to clarify, aaron is my friend. eric is my boyfriend. and eric and I - we be having a romantic week in paris, damnit!
that week started with a stockpile of french cheeses and the phrase "deux
swatch watches s'il vous plait." from there we've been circling the arrondissements by storm, catching all the usual suspects (collette; overratted/overpriced hype...Louvre; think:
make this painting into a floral arrangement....Eiffle Tower at night; intoxicating...Tuileries, etc.
a few notes on Paris:
- subways continue to blow my mind. it's like the cleanest, neatest place to hang out. every station is wonderfully unique. and each one smells delightful like a plate of deliciously burned s'mores.
- well dressed children. everywhere, as in this is why shit is so civilized here, because the French don't wheel their kids around in SUV strollers, instead they keep them indoors until they can walk. Eric says he saw a woman with a baby in a papoose, but she was in heels, which is pretty impressive. Seriously, I saw some kids yesterday and was actually enamored.
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- phenomenal yogurt. the littlest, most delicious yogurts you've ever seen. Pear, lemon, caramel - who needs macarons when you have french yogurt.
Le 'concept shop'?
