Compared to my relatively uneventful day yesterday, today was definitely packed. I planned to meet Aaron, an Aussie turned Brit living in Paris, at 10 in the center, but 10:30 was nearer to the time I showed up. On our way to Pompidou, we passed through the Jewish Quarter, past Palace Royale, and grabbed a quick, cold, quiche. We saw the Notre Dame and surrounding area (and played spot the gypsy), and visited the Tour Eiffel – at last!
We metroed around to see one of the 19th century (well, 1900-1904) metro entrances, and lounged in the Montemarte park overlooking the city. Before saying goodbye, we had dinner at Chartiers, as recommended by Rus. I saw so many more things during and after, that I cannot remember them all.. so now I sit on the pedestrian bridge enjoying my 2nd last European sunset. Wow. It sounds so final that way. And I suppose it should.. I cannot stay here forever… but with a blanket, some bread, and a bottle of wine, it sure wouldn’t be hard.
