Sunday is a special day in Paris. Few shops are open so Parisiens take to the streets to shop at markets, to get fresh air, to play in the parks and to visit with friends in cafés. Janet and I started the day by attending the Lenten service at Saint Eustache, a very large Gothic church noted for being the home of the largest pipe organ in France. If you look online, you may find a free concert or two at this church.
|Healthy food is readily available in Paris.|
|The organ music is exquisite.|
|Les Halles is going to be fantastic when it is finished.|
I marvel at how the Les Halles revitalization is happening. Once the "belly of Paris", replaced by a shopping centre and now turning into another fantastic green space, the project is taking longer and costing more than expected but c'est toujours comme ça à Paris. The results will be worth the wait.
Many of the restaurants do not employ a full kitchen staff on Sunday. The French are protective of their personal lives and the law in France specifically forbids overwork. Thus, we were "forced" to have a croque-madame for lunch.
Sunday evening was our theatre night in Paris. If you like comedy and have a bit of a ribald sense of humour (warning:some might find the show rude), go to see How to Become Parisian in One Hour. It was hilarious especially since Janet has noted how "un-Canadian" I can become after a short time in Europe. We were in the first row and I got tossed a box of Camembert and invited to dance on stage. Not even in Paris!!!
|What did I say about blood pressure?|
When we arrived home, I received an e-mail from our land-lady that my suitcase would be delivered sometime before midnight! At 10:30, a strong-looking delivery man rang our buzzer and offered to carry my suitcase up the 5 flights. He didn't even huff and puff a bit. Perhaps after 5 weeks here, I'll be like that too. A perfect ending to a perfect day.