Oh, Pear!

This past weekend, Sibel's friend Annie and I actually succeeded to meet, at the Arc to Triomphe, no less!  When meeting someone for the first time, especially in a foreign country, there is always a high risk of awkwardness...  but there was none!  She was very cool.  She is living in Saint Germain outside Paris working as an Au Pair (kind of like a live-in nanny) with four kids.  She was born and raised in Portland, her love, collects bird feathers, and shares my deep-felt passion for the book "The Time Traveler's Wife."  We basically crossed the city of paris just wandering, talking, and getting lost.

We also managed to have two picnics.  Annie very wisely brought along some baguette and soy puddings and we had those for lunch on the steps of the opera.  I wanted to show her my love for crepes, so we had some made by this old man at a candy stand who looked like he was about to fall into the crepe stove.  The crepes were pre-made, no fresh batter, but a crepe is a crepe and we even a had a ham and cheese one.  I have decided that i am going to make crepes for all my meals in my apartment, you know, expand my repetoir to something other than just eggs.

We then meandered some more, and found some cool old church.  Don't know which it was, but i am always fascinated by the beauty and amazing detailed handiwork of these old religious buildings. 

We walked by the Louvre, and saw the Eiffel tower in the distance.  So made a pilgrimage to the famous tower, stopping to look at the Seine and reminisce about Ratatouille and how  he almost got thrown in.  I am starting to understand why he almost got tossed....  Ratty!  aw. 

Having done so much walking, we had a picnic  on the lawn of the Eiffel Tower with baguette, cheese, apples, and wine.  Annie even bought a bottle opener, which could come in quite handy if ever approached by Street Catz. 

Annie knew some other Au Pairs in Paris, most of them Swedish Girls.  We met up with them, and eventually met a leprechaun french girl, who turned out to be very nice, and some french dudes who i never learned the names of, and all headed out on the town.  I got to practice my french (who thought i'd actually get an opportunity to speak it here!>!>!>!?!?) and learned some Swedish (none of which i can remember).

Whilst i was in Paris, My little Moogie went to Nancy (Madeline will most likely blog about this soon, so Stay Tuned, Kidz!!).  After annie left i like stared at the door, waiting for Maddie to enter.  I walked around our apartment, reminiscing of the fun times Maddie and I had.  I was scared to sleep alone in our bed(s), and tossed and turned, afraid of who might climb in my window.  Hahahaha well actually i was okay, but i did have a bit of separation anxiety and insomnia.  My little booboo was all grown up and on her own, and i missed her.  

SMB