Our European Adventure

WASHING DAY! Snore! We slept in, slowly got ready then shopped for our brunch on rue Montorgueil. Yummo! Spent ages in the fruit shop checking out all the different legumes (vegies!) and trying to pronounce their names

. We bought raspberries, blueberries, mulberries, figs, teeny tiny bananas, huge green grapes and a bunch of delicious marinated olives. We bought a plate of French cheeses from the fromagerie, jambon from the boucherie (saphira scored some free salami which was yum) and croissants from the patisserie.

Spent the morning washing our clothes and making clotheslines out of random pieces of furniture. Oh joy. Well, Mel enjoyed herself.

It was such a gorgeous sunny day and we’d spent most of it inside so by mid-afternoon we decided to forget the washing and get out into the fresh air. We wandered down the street to explore a bit more of our local area and stumbled across this huge square surrounded by gardens and the amazing church of st Eustace! Whoa, anywhere you wander in paris you are likely to walk right into something beautiful.

Wandered in and were yet again amazed by the architecture, artwork and solemnity of the place. No Skeletor voice this time just Saphira whining about being bored and hungry (a VERY common theme lately).

We tried to get into the Jardin Les Enfants but the gates were locked and after a bit of a search we found another play area for Saffi. While she climbed on the equipment we hung out and found this random tiny vineyard… there were these tiny little gardens everywhere, most of them fenced and locked, but really pretty to look at.

In search of food, we wandered around to Forum Les Halle where Saphira went on the creepiest carousel in history. Oooh my gosh it was so gross. The guy collecting tickets from kids had crusty sores all over his hands and a ciggie dangling from his mouth constantly. And the horses and other random farm animals were scary and disgusting! Especially the PIG! SPEW! Right after the carousel ride we wanted to get the hell out of there and walked right into a gang of three guys beating the crap out of another guy! Far out! This place was getting worse and worse. We ran for the hills and returned to the safety of our comfortable neighbourhood.

That night we went out for dinner at L’Epicerie Restaurant. We all enjoyed our entrée of Escargot: Saphira said they tasted like olives, I said they tasted like rain and Mel said they tasted like the garden! We are all loving the French food. Mel and I are just a bit partial to the French wine as well.