23.04.2011 - 23.04.2011 26 °C
We slept for a good long time last night (almost 12 hours), we really needed it. We had a late breakfast. Our host Eric makes us an excellent breakfast everyday. We have a routine. First he asks if we want coffee, we always say yes, then we break into the piping hot croissants. We'll eat a few bites and then sample the juice of the day, usually orange and another. Today's was pear, yesterdays grapefruit and another's was mango. It's not really fair to call them juice. They are more like a nectar. They are thick and not very sweet and they actually taste like the fruit themselves. After croissants we spoon our yogurt into a bowl and add some granola and fresh fruit. Eric gets us a refill on the coffee and finally we slice some freshly baked bread (today it was a baugette) and toast it (but not today). When the bread is warm we slather is with really good european butter, one side salted one not, and finally some preserves, strawberry, raspberry or our favourite the unsweetened orange marmalade. Now that is an amazing breakfast. We are really going to miss it.
Notre Dame was our mission today. Of course, as with all the landmarks here in Paris, it was insanely busy. We walked across the bridge to a recommended cafe called Berthillion for ice cream. Salted caramel for me and grapefruit and passionfruit for Shane. They were so good! We ate them along our own(very temporarily) little piece of the Siene. After ice cream we wandered a little, poking in the shops looking for a french banana for Butter (there are NONE to be found) and exploring the side streets on the island. When we came back at 1pm, the line to see the bell tower in Notre Dame was slightly shorter so we waited, and waited, thankfully in the shade as it was very hot today. At 2:45 we finally got inside, the views were beautiful, you could see everything, everywhere.
When we came back down we waited in line to see the inside of Notre Dame. It was gorgeous, my photographs didn't turn out because it was to dark (and I, unlike every other person there, actually read the signs that say "NO FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY"). Shane and I were both perturbed by the blatant disregard for the rules most visitors exhibited. They walked where it said not to, took pictures when they shouldn't of and the whole "silent" church was a buzz with constant chatter. Even with all the people (there must have been a few thousand) the church was breath-taking, but it really felt tragic how commercialized everything was.
We wandered over to the Latin Quarter as our blood sugars were getting low (a time where we try to tread lightly around each other.) We tried a delicious quiche lorraine made of the most perfectly cooked egg, the lightest, flakiest pastry, and a smack of ham and bacon. With our metabolisms in check for the time being, we kept on walking until we unintentionally reached Rue Mouffetard. This is a very cute street loaded with eateries. We grabbed a crepe with butter and sugar, and later an espresso each, which was the best deal in the city, especially considering the location, at 2 euros a piece.
We walked as a thunderstorm rolled around us, and walked some more until we noticed how close we were to the Champs-Elysees. We crossed over the bridge and found ourselves in the most commercialized and pretentious area the city so far. I snapped a few pictures and we left. Now here we are, our last night at our B&B. We're quite sad to be leaving. Although the location is not ideal, it is very central and our room is quite comfortable. If anyone comes to Paris I recommend staying here with Eric. Bonsoir. We'll see you tomorrow in Pontorson!