Yes, it has been Africa hot or seemingly so here in Paris.
“Hey, Hey!” as they would say in Stockholm, which translated means “Hello, Hello”. Your guest blogee dad again (Maria has committed to Saturday or Sunday’s blog; you know, the weekend stint when everyone is out and away from their laptop/desktop.) It was a lot of fun walking into a store or a restaurant and having the locals yell, Hey Hey! I wanted to respond, “Hey, what’s up?” but knew they wouldn’t get it or appreciate it.
So, again we are breaking all kinds of Fall weather records here in Paris. I must say, unlike Boston’s or Washington DC’s public transit, the Parisians don’t believe in air conditioning, or perhaps the open windows in the train is the air conditioning. Blazing hot on #4 train which is our dominant train as it takes us to the lovely Latin quarter…lest you think this means salsa dancing and stuff, no, this means the Latin quarter as in Rome! Seems all of Kelsey’s preferred shops and restaurants are in this quarter. But tonight we fooled train #4 (it was broken down for a few minutes) and did a loop around to get to our destination. Bravo train #7!
The dogs were barking again today. Maria and I ventured out alone as Kelsey was diligently using her UC educational time in classes today. We managed to order lunch, find our way to the opera, shuffled through the park in front of the Louvre and lost all of our energy in front of the Grand Palace on the Champs Elysee…thank goodness train # 1 had an entrance just as we were about to expire. We quickly transported our way home, bought a nice bottle of Sancere 2010 (theme here), cracked that open with some bread and cheese and Bob’s your uncle!
Kelsey arrived and decided to use our shower as her upper quandrant hadn’t seen water and soap in a few days (recall small shower description) and off we went to another wonderful dinner where I had macaroni and cheese with mushrooms (otherwise known as rigatoni champiogne), Maria had duck and Kelsey had a beautiful fish all washed down with a lovely Pinot Noir.
Now we are home and getting ready for another Africa hot day at Versailles, 28 C (82 F for you Americans) and no relief in sight…we didn’t think we would be saying this but please can we get some non-California weather!
Till next blog…Au revoir!