We started our walk in the Marais district at the Place des Vosges. Will said "take lots of photographs, make them jealous." I didn't take a picture of the park in the middle of the square, but it is surrounded by lovely brick buildings and there are lots of art galleries in the shops at ground level.
A beautiful courtyard
Carved figure on a door. I'm guessing Medusa.
We had lunch from L'As du Fallafel, the Ace of Falafel.
We continued walking and I was startled to see the Notre Dame Cathedral come into view across the Seine.
After a quick trip to Le Rouvray quilt shop (too dark and sky-high fabric prices by American standards) we walked closer to the cathedral.
How is this for an ominous sky with gargoyles?
An Art Nouveau monument to Sevres (the porcelain?) on a wall facing a little park.
I walked all the way home. It took quite a while and I thoroughly exhausted myself, but at I wasn't at home whining about not having my internet. I had a conversation with a boy in the lobby about his cool sock monster that his aunt had made him. It wasn't until I had made it all the way upstairs and thrown myself into the recliner that I realized the conversation had been in English. English! My husband heard rumours that there are Canadians living in the building and I think he might just be right. If I ever get desperate for conversation I just might go door to door.