I'm feelin' hot, hot, hot...

Now, folks who know me know that I LOVE LOVE LOVE being warm and toasty. However, as James pointed out in his blog it was seriously hot today here. I felt like I was wilting most of the day (like a little flower...) but we were walking around in the heat a good portion of the day. I don't want to complain too emphatically, especially since we saw the big nor'easter that hit the east coast on CNN international...sorry family. I hope you're still dry.

I was dissapointed by the "little prince" store. And it's not just because I didn't realize the carousel de louvre was an underground mall and I walked up and down rue de rivoli trying to find it. It's a teeny tiny store in that mall at the louvre with stuff from little prince, babar and other children's stories. I didn't want a 200 euro figurine or a diary, pad of paper or 2007 poster. I was really looking for a new tshirt or another print and they had nothing like that. I'm not going to lie, I still bought some stuff...keychain, mug and 2 plates since I couldn't decide which one I liked best...but it wasn't what I had in mind. I'm sure I'll get over it, and I really didn't need any more little prince stuff. I was joking last night I was going to buy a toaster, so maybe it's a good thing they didn't have one...

James and I had another yummy meal at a cafe in Alex' neighborhood. Alex doesn't expect to be done with work until after 11 pm. We've been walking by daily and alex keeps telling us "that's a good restaurant." Last night I asked him what kiind of food they serve and he said "I've never eaten there....there's just a lot of people in there all the time." Anyway, we decided to try it since all those folks couldn't be wrong. James had a sausage with fries and salad, I had chicken skewers and buttery mashed potatoes and salad. Of course we had wine...and a great apple/pear crumble for dessert. Unlike everywhere else, the menu was not in English and we did not have Alex our translator so I had to do the best I could with my seriously crappy French. Our waiter was nice enough but watched us struggle with the menu and our French until the end of the meal when he asked us in perfect English "would you like some coffee?" Now I know we're in a foreign country and I don't expect anyone to speak english to me but c'mon...throw me a bone! We were at least trying and that has to count for something. Right? Otherwise, I'm probably seriously mangling their language and I should just quit.

I think we're gonna do the eiffel tower tomorrow (you have to when you're in Paris right?). Not sure what else yet. I know Alex has a "day of chocolate and maccarons" (which look like little burgers to me...sweet yummy cookie burgers...) for wednesday and bateaux mouches tour before we head back. Even though I can't believe our vacation is almost over, it feels like we've been away from home for a very long time. I'm torn how I feel about it...