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Friday, August 25, 2006

J'Adore Paris!


Well, we made it. All that talk about it, and we're finally here!

We arrived at our flat in the afternoon yesterday by taxi from Charles de Gauelle - our taxi driver was a young guy and we listened to a hip-hop station the whole way. A little surreal to be in Paris, with an American soundtrack in the background. Our place is down a "passage" that is basically a door you would assume would lead into a store or something - but you would be wrong! The door actually leads to an open-air walkway filled with stores and entrances to apartments all tucked away from view of the main streets. So after a little hesitation, we finally went for the door, as the directions said, and found ourselves happily on the right path.

To check out what our place looks like and the passageway go to:
http://www.paristay.com/paris-apartment-rental/499

We met Eric, our landlady's husband who showed us our place and was so cool and helpful. Giving us tips about where to shop and showing us a map of the area. I was happy to see that our apartment was decorated with rad graffiti photography - nice shots of Os Gemeos and The Berlin Wall. Turns out - Eric is a Graph Photographer and those are his! hah! To check out his amazing work, go to:

www.urbanhearts.com

After Eric left we fell promptly asleep. We both woke up at around 2am and decided it was the perfect time for a stroll around the 'hood. Happy to say that it is easy to get a hot crepe here at 2 in the morning. I had a weird feeling of being completely safe roaming the streets at night. A feeling I can't say I get too often in the US. Maybe it's me being naive? I dunno. But everyone else seems to be kickin' it that late, and there is a good vibe all around.

We found a vendor and ordered some sandwiches - Robbie got through it okay, but with my mangled French I accidentally order a lamb sandwich - hah! (see attached pic.) Keep in mind that I am a vegetarian. Luckily Monsieur Robbie was nice enough to share. Well, our first night in Paris, and already a funny story of my kindergarden knowledge of the language.

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