Once on the plane, this was Suzanne's meal
and mine
and my drink.
After some sleep, breakfast was served
and there was land below us
as we gathered our tickets
and headed to the Hotel Verneuil where this was our bed
in its setting
and the bathroom which may have been larger than the room
and the view from our window which was limited but made for a very quiet environment which we appreciated.
Once settled, we decided to leave the room and have Suzanne pose in front of the hotel
with its sign
and the impressive grafitti across the way.
This day, we decided to explore our local area heading to the Rue de Bac where we first saw this kitchen appliance store
and our first boulangerie
and a taverna selling good wines across the street
followed by a sign for a play about isoscoles triangles (though I suspect not in the mathematical sense)
and a deli selling Italian comestibles.
By and by we passed street corners
and scenes where Suzanne consulted her guide
and the Musee Maillol where a crowd was gathering
before we admired the wine store
and the ice cream stand which was famous but the day was too cold.
We passed through a park but didn't need to worry about our dog
though we were in the period where the park's purpose was changed
and on we went to the pastry store which we bypassed
and the Musee Maillol for which we had seen signs
before going into the cheese store of amazing aroma and broad choices.
Having gathered our provisions, we walked past the penguins at a neighboring hotel
turned onto our street
and came home to put our goodies on our bed
where we had a picnic of wine
fruit
water
and cheese
before taking a nap to get us over jetlag. When we awoke, we headed out towards dinner pausing for the obligatory phone booth picture
and this picture of Suzanne with a Paris backdrop
before we found our street
and then our restaurant, Chez les Anges
where this was the menu
and the welcoming vegetables
bread
(tap) water
and starter taste (which contained fish)
before we ordered our wine
Suzanne had her foie gras,
I had my pumpkin soup,
I had my vegetables
and Suzanne had her bar fish
and we ate on
as the famous mashed potatoes came
leading me to make the clean plate club
even as the dregs of the wine remained in my glass
and these were the profideroles
that led to my last clean plate
before the bill came
and we went off to explore the Eiffel Tower
where we were too late for entry
but we could take a self portrait of ourselves
and passed by this museum as we walked along the river back to our hotel.