Conor and I are sitting across from each other at the two hostel computers, slightly damp from the on-and-off rain that is Paris in July apparently, and hoping that the blog lets us post both of these blogposts at the same time. If it only takes one, I hope it is mine, because of course, it will be better.
Mary Anne: to answer your question, Courtney is my former supervisor and a good friend of mine. She does, in fact, not hate me and actually loves me (to the point of obsession, but don't tell her I said that).
I suspect that Conor is writing long and humorous anecdotes from and descriptions of the favorite places he has been in Paris. He is probably writing about the Pompadou and the Sacre-Coeur. I will write a quick list of the places we have been and if I have time (I have 8 minutes) a brief description of our visit there. At least then, you will know what we have covered. Hopefully I will have time in Nice and Berlin to elaborate more.
Day 1 - July 1st: Hilary Thomas Gaboriau (family friend from 52nd Street neighborhood in Kansas City Missouri) met Conor & I at Charles de Gaulle with little trouble. She took us to our hostel in the Latin Quarter. Conor and I went to the Louvre (free the first Sunday of the month) and took in the enormity that is arguably the world's most famous museum. We then met up with Hilary, her husband Francois-Regis and her friend Jess (a sweet Californian Hilary knew from an abroad program). We ate at a typical French restaurant at the Gambetta metro stop. It was delicious, and Conor scarfed the foie gras, it now being his favorite food group. I gulped the vin rouge, now being my favorite food group.
Day 2 - July 2nd: We started at Places des Vosges, looking for new shoes because as my Mom suspected (Yes, you were right) my flats did not offer support. However, I still stick by my word that I did not and do not want to look like an American in tennis shoes and jeans (Please note in the pictures that Conor is wearing glaringly white Nikes, therefore giving him AND me away, so I might as well have worn bright white Brooks). We then headed up the Rue De Rivoli to the Ile St- Louis (Courtney's favorite part of Paris) and then to the Ile de La Cite where Notre Dame is. It was gorgeous and huge, although I wish our guide book had given me more specifics about history and the architecture. Then we hit up the Place du Palais Royal (my favorite in Paris so far- when we put up pictures you will see why) and then to Jardin des Tuileries (Conor's fav).
time is out, unfortunately. more on day 3 and 4 later. molti baci. mk
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Hello
Sounds like you're having a grand time and packing as much into each day as you can.
Happy 4th!
Love
Joe/Dad
Hey, me again.
I just finished my daily phone call to British Airways. They said I could have your bag as soon as Sunday but then couldn't confirm that it's actually been picked up again from the hotel in Brussels, so we'll wait and see.
I have to tell you that when I spoke with them on Tuesday I was told "this bag is officially lost". The guy didn't have an answer when I asked what the status was 24 hours earlier. But proceeded to tell me how to complete a claim "get a piece of paper and a pen...." They are perhaps the dumbest people I have ever encountered in my life!
Miss you!
Dad
wow maria you two are so lucky- sounds like so much fun. and not to rain on the parade or anything, but foie gras? really? i think i protest eating foie gras. love the blog though! have great travels.
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