friends of ours came to Paris of their honeymoon. they basically rented an apartment for two weeks, and packed a bunch of books, and just lived a normal Parisian life for two weeks (sans blackberry, i hope).
i thought they were crazy — turns out they weren’t.
we ran around like tourists for the first 18 hours we were here, before we started dawdling longer and longer in the cafes around the tourist attractions than in the attractions themselves.
the cafe at Notre Dame is a great example. it’s a horrible tourist trap, and it was horribly overpriced, but sitting there drinking liquid chocolate for two hours is one of the top memories i’m taking home with me.
![[Notre Dame, Paris, France.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/3512141470_9cb63b813f.jpg)
![[Notre Dame, Paris, France.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/3511330575_4b3f015e6e.jpg)
i thought they were crazy — turns out they weren’t.
we ran around like tourists for the first 18 hours we were here, before we started dawdling longer and longer in the cafes around the tourist attractions than in the attractions themselves.
the cafe at Notre Dame is a great example. it’s a horrible tourist trap, and it was horribly overpriced, but sitting there drinking liquid chocolate for two hours is one of the top memories i’m taking home with me.