Friday started with google searching cannibals in Germany and France, and then Angelina hot chocolate (I've been looking for an excuse to go back) to show Savannah a proper French breakfast.
Next was an Eiffel Tower picnic with Matty, Emma, Irene, and a few other people. We made lemonade (which I miss dearly) and the weather was great (yes, those are bare legs for the first time in months).
like this one
After taking our ill stomachs home for a while we went back to BIA (the original location) where we had some of THE best milkshakes I've had in a while. Reminds me of 2 am Steak N Shake trips with that one waitress that we always got...if only I could remember her name...
Sunday was a whirlwind walking tour of Paris including Sacre Coeur, a train ride, Pigalle/Moulin Rouge, Notre Dame, and the Louvre, and capped off by drinks at WOS and getting hijacked by a taxi driver and killing a spider before waking up at 5:30 am to catch the train back. Thanks for my breakfast, it was one of the best chaussons aux pommes I've ever had.
so stinkin cute, as usual.
So we've pretty much decided that I will stay in Paris and she will come be an au pair here too after she's done in Germany and we will find nice European non-French men to civil union us and we will take pictures by the Eiffel Tower every single day.