|Sitting down for some hot cocoa|
|The original Bon Marche!|
|Not even a site listed as worth seeing. Just on the way...|
|Famous art in the city park. No biggie|
|Peek-a-boo. This is a real photo. I'm not kidding.|
|I'm in a postcard!|
2. Quick snacks. The real fast food. I've often lamented that the only way to eat in America is a packed lunch, a sit-down restaurant, or crap food on the go. I'm on the go a lot (or I'm too in a hurry to spend time just eating food and not doing something else at the same time. I'm trying to learn from France on that one [and most places in the world], but it's a hard habit to break when my options are so awful), and I don't usually think far enough ahead to pack a lunch (and Porter always eats my leftovers!)(but he makes up for it by cooking for me all the time)(I might starve without him). Wouldn't it be nice if there was a nice crepe shop for when you're not starving, but a granola bar just won't do? Or pre-made baguette shop (Subway is not fast, I'm telling you). Or falafel stand. Or all of these everywhere, between the cafes where everyone seems to find hours to breakfast lunch and dinner. Who needs to sit when you can eat on the go?
|A freaking baked potato vendor. Seriously!|
|I'm a Perrier wino|
Alas, no cycling photos. But I've got more to say about Paris, three things later.