Frolicking at the French open...and people who pick their noses on the metro...
Riding the metro as I do, every morning and evening, I have been making several observations of my fellow riders. Paramount in these observations is the shocking number of people I see picking their nose. These dignified frenchmen will keep their poker faces in check during a forty minute ride on the train, cover their mouth when they cough but seem to have no qualms about picking their noses for the world to see. Interesting.
Had a lovely day today, Class this morning followed by a trip to the largest, most well-organized vintage shop I have every seen! It was quite a marvel! And best of all, I found THE dress, the amazingly pristine white dress which I plan on treasuring forever as a souvenir of my amazing time here. A very fulfilling shopping trip to be sure.
After shopping we sat in the Tuilierie garden eating hazelnut gelato next to a lovely fountain watching a very eccentric frenchmen do his exercises which involved copious amounts of pushups and various sprin
Waltzed down the Champs Elysees this evening which culminated in a trip up the 284 steps of the Arc De Triomphe which offered such amazing views of Paris, what a beautiful city! The sun is setting now and tomorrow we head to Versailles, tales of Royal beauty soon to come!
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