Sunday, September 26, 2010
1:20 PM
Rosny sous bois, ~10 km outside of Paris, Julie Degand’s home
As I write this, my host, Julie, is making a quiche with leeks and bacon for breakfast. French pop music plays in the background to the beat of pots and pans moving about the kitchen.
That said, I don’t have much time to write since I will be eating soon, but I figure it will be good to chip away at this Parisian experience as much as possible.
So, I return to my narrative. We went back to the home of my hosts and ate the delicious food, drank some wine from a vineyard that Camille’s father owns. We read Boucle d’or et le Sept Ours Nains, spent time with one of their other friends, Matin, and talked into the late night. Then Laure-Anne gave me her bed and I went to sleep.
The next morning the grand Parisian odyssey began. I set out onto the cobbled streets of Montmarte and aimed myself for the Sacre Coeur.
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