As predicted, today was a better day! I was up until 3am last night, but the Parisian sunshine woke me up before 8:00 this morning. T. ran and got croissants while I showered in her funny sit down bathtub. After snarfing enough flakey buttery bread stuffed with chocolate and apples and amaretto to kill a small high cholesterol child, we were out on the streets of Paris by 9am. It was a gorgeous sunny morning, and we cruised up through a park and up the Seine to drank thé by the Bastille, which was still bore graffiti reading “FUCK LE PEN” from the recent manifestations around the election.

From there we popped into FNAC, where I bought T. the Angie Stone CD as well as that Art of Noise CD I was effusing about last month. (It just seemed appropriate that we should be listening to music about Claude Debussy while in Paris, oui?)

Our plan was to get bikes and cruise to the Eiffel Tower, but we decided that walking was more our speed for the day…letting us wind around through miles of Parisian streets and soak up as much as possible. We cruised through Garden de Plantes, the Bastille, then through Marais (the gayborhood), Place des Voges, up to Centre Pompedou, across the Seine to Saint Michelle near La Sorbonne, and then back home to T.’s house. Five hours of walking. Felt good, but I was running on fumes by the time we made it home at 5pm.

I took another death-nap this afternoon…these lag snoozes are so weird. I think “Hmm, I might lay down,” and then the second I’m horizontal my body says “Ahhhhh” and I drop off a cliff into a weird dreamless netherworld where waking up always comes too soon and the sun is up at the wrong time of body day. Further proof that we are meant to travel to Europe on large exquisite cruiseliners. Bodies just don’t want to move so far so fast.

So we never did make it to the Eiffel Tower. That’s ok, of course. I get more out of rambling through the streets of the city like a feral dog than standing in line with a bunch of be-fanny packed tourists waiting to go take their “See? We durn went to Paris!” photos.

Oh, and I did make a clothing purchase today. I hope you will laugh as hard as I did at the bad English: “I’ll tell you somethink…There is a horrible monster over there. Is watching us. Keep silence.”

“Right. I am still the most genius of the Earth yet. Ha-ha-ha.”