Neither I nor my son are shoppers. So we've found it to be pretty easy to pass by most of the shops we've passed by here.
However, I do love a good flea market, and Paris is reputedly where flea markets began. So this morning, we headed out to a flea market. (Actually, we headed out to go to church at Notre Dame, but when we saw the line to get in there, we just kept going.)
A few of you who know me, know I have a weakness for heads. There were some great heads there, but having carried a large head home on a plane from California recently, I decided these heavy, pricy ones could just stay here in Paris.
In fact, lots of things were nice, but priced a bit high for basically unusable bric-a-brac.
So we left the market with pretty empty bags and had lunch, then headed back towards the Metro. As it started to rain, we ducked into the most wonderful patisserie, where we indulged in a pear and chocolate torte, a decadent super chocolate something, and the best cafe au lait I've ever had.
This evening we went to church service at this St. Eustache cathedral, which we have passed every day. It is the highest ceilinged cathedral we've yet seen, and it has the largest organ in France, which is saying something! The service included a concert, which was quite impressive.
Tomorrow is our last day here, so we are gathering our things, and trying to figure out what we still want to do before we head back home tomorrow evening. I have become quite fond of Paris. It will be good to get back home, but I will miss all the things I have been enjoying here; accessible and amazing Art, chocolate in just about every form, good public transportation, and the world's best cafe au lait.
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