Paris Part Deux
While we're trying to see a lot, we're not in a manic state trying to get to all the sights. Went to the Pompidou yesterday and unlike our last visit, ventured inside to check out the gift store--very cool--and ride the escalators in the habitrail. I'm not sure of the official name of the tubes running outside, but we came up with habitrail and since I felt kind of hamster-like inside it, the name will stick. The views were amazing, almost as good as the chocolate cake we shared; I'm not sure why frosting isn't inside all chocolate cakes, it works much better that way, less mess.
We're covering a lot of territory, walked the Marais yesterday and today from the Louvre, to Notre Dame and onto the Isle du Cite; all this in flip flops. Getting really bad sleep here in Montmarte. If you put together a frat house during homecoming with revelers on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras, you might come close to the noise level outside our apartment each night. I'm wishing a special karmic hell to the guy who blasted europop from his car stereo at 5:00 this morning. It's almost 10:30 pm and I'm starting to fade.
Two new developments on this trip: Dylan said a perfect "S'il vous plait" complete with French accent and I had to pick up a pair of magnifying glasses because everything I was reading was looking blurry and really small.
Note: Due to technical difficulties, we may not be having pictures on the blog, nor any more postings thanks to the downright wonkiness of Andy's work computer. My tiny iphone is working better for us on this trip than his mega machine.