The day began with breakfast at the hotel and then on to an open air market. Markets are absolutely one of my favorite things in the world. I haggled three lovely scarves for 2 euro. They are adorable and perfect souvenirs! We wandered around and then went to this really cool wine bar where you can get fresh oysters, just carted in from the coast. We ordered some raw oysters, and ate them at this giant barrel turned table, with wine poured from one of the many barrels lining the walls. A couple glasses of wine at 11 am is the best way to start the day, I must say. The parisians must agree with me becuase the place was full. We then walked through the market some more, vendors calling out prices and elderly ladies with their little carts full of vegetables. We then headed to a slightly less picturesque area of Paris, a strip of discount stores with people on the streets selling knock off designer goods, "hey.. wanna buy.. a watch?" Then back to Montmarte where we parted ways from the adults for the afternoon. Alek and Amanda and I took a walking tour of the area around the Opera, with a cute parisian tour guide named Agustoff. He had a charming accent and lots of fun information about the area. I got to hear the story of the origin of the Bloody Mary, the bar is called Harry's and it was frequented by Ernest Hemingway, quite the partier. His wife, Mary was not a fan of his drunken shenanigans and so he begged the bartender to make him a drink which his wife would not be able to smell on his breath. Vodka+Tomato+Tabasco, one sip and Hemingway said "Bloody Mary will never be at me again!" Saw what used to be the embassy of TEXAS, for about a year, and plenty of statues dedicated to Napoleon. After the tour and exploring a bit more, we met back up for dinner and went to this tiny hipster crepe place, delicious but not quite filling so we ventured to this other place that was just hoppin' we drank some wine and waited outside for awhile before deciding we were more tired than we were hungry and went back to the hotel to enjoy the absolutely marvelous and mouthwatering macaroons that Terry made at her french cooking class earlier in the day. I am now determined to become a macaroon baking expert. Fin.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Paris Day 2, February 26
The day began with breakfast at the hotel and then on to an open air market. Markets are absolutely one of my favorite things in the world. I haggled three lovely scarves for 2 euro. They are adorable and perfect souvenirs! We wandered around and then went to this really cool wine bar where you can get fresh oysters, just carted in from the coast. We ordered some raw oysters, and ate them at this giant barrel turned table, with wine poured from one of the many barrels lining the walls. A couple glasses of wine at 11 am is the best way to start the day, I must say. The parisians must agree with me becuase the place was full. We then walked through the market some more, vendors calling out prices and elderly ladies with their little carts full of vegetables. We then headed to a slightly less picturesque area of Paris, a strip of discount stores with people on the streets selling knock off designer goods, "hey.. wanna buy.. a watch?" Then back to Montmarte where we parted ways from the adults for the afternoon. Alek and Amanda and I took a walking tour of the area around the Opera, with a cute parisian tour guide named Agustoff. He had a charming accent and lots of fun information about the area. I got to hear the story of the origin of the Bloody Mary, the bar is called Harry's and it was frequented by Ernest Hemingway, quite the partier. His wife, Mary was not a fan of his drunken shenanigans and so he begged the bartender to make him a drink which his wife would not be able to smell on his breath. Vodka+Tomato+Tabasco, one sip and Hemingway said "Bloody Mary will never be at me again!" Saw what used to be the embassy of TEXAS, for about a year, and plenty of statues dedicated to Napoleon. After the tour and exploring a bit more, we met back up for dinner and went to this tiny hipster crepe place, delicious but not quite filling so we ventured to this other place that was just hoppin' we drank some wine and waited outside for awhile before deciding we were more tired than we were hungry and went back to the hotel to enjoy the absolutely marvelous and mouthwatering macaroons that Terry made at her french cooking class earlier in the day. I am now determined to become a macaroon baking expert. Fin.
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