MONDAY, AUGUST 23, 2010
Last Day in Paris
I am sitting in the Hotel for the last night in Paris, happy, oh so glad that I have been living in this dream fantasy world of mine for 9 days, but now it's time to go back to reality. Tomorrow is the day we will do that, but before we do, I just wanted to say ...
This is the man who can frustrate me more than anyone else can, the man who can make me laugh more than anyone else can, the one who puts up with me and my imperfections. He is the man who has stood by me through the years; this is the man I choose to be with for Eternity... I love You, Frenchie !!!
If I stood in the city of Paris, what would I see? Well, at any given corner, in Paris, these are a few things I saw today...tons of places to shop, fashion is everywhere you look.
People drinking COKE, someone drinking a BEER, and lovers holding hands.
Double-Decker busses
Museums or Castles
Police cars and their cute European sirens going off.
Frenchie was so excited when it rained today; he had to have a picture with the umbrellas open and jackets on. Look at that smile!!
This is what Frenchie looked like ......
This is what he was trying to look like...... with the hat on backward.....note to Frenchie: You look much better.
Me and Frenchie, people, watching at Notre Dame
Salad, bruschetta, and Spaghetti for dinner.
Incredible Chocolate Mousse for dessert.
After eating, Frenchie did not want to ask for the check yet. Before we went to dinner, he told me that the European culture makes their dinners last 2 hours (at least). This is true; Frenchie and I went to dinner one night and sat next to this couple; we finished, went shopping, and walked back by an hour or so later, and there they were, sitting and drinking a cup of coffee or wine,, whatever it was.....seriously? So tonight, I told Frenchie I would sit and take pictures of him until he got the check... it didn't take too long after that. I said, " why not walk, talk and eat simultaneously?" Americans are much better at multi-tasking
Maybe he should lick his bowl; that could take up some time.
Or, I could lick my bowl.
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Dinner should not last 2 hours, do ya think? I can sit here all night taking pictures of Frenchie.
Frenchie and I at dinner on our last night in Paris
Frenchie sportin' the Sperry's ..... me well, I'm just glad I don't have blisters after this week of walkin'.
I told Frenchie a few days ago I wanted to take some pictures of people's shoes.... he looked at me like I was from another Planet..he said I am a creeper, stalker kinda girl. I told him I can tell a lot about a person by looking at their shoes...
The lady in the blue pumps made me follow her into a creperie (who knows how many blocks) just so I could get a picture of her shoes, well, actually, she has no idea I took the picture... I wonder why Frenchie thinks I'm a stalker?
Frenchie and the French Maid.
I don't know what these are called, but they are really cool; 2 wheels in the front and one in the back.
Some window displays I liked.
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