yellow mushrooms are tre expensive

Day 3

A day of sightseeing, food and fashion, of high and not so high quality. We dined in an awesome restaurant with a grand stained glass domed roof at a department store of all places called Au Printemps (thbaks Judy). Even better than the dome were the cool idea lightbulbs which lit up when Sam's cogs started turning. To compensate for this opulence at lunch time we spent 7 euros on yellow mushrooms for dinner at our 'appartment!' We touched the hallowed grass below the Sacre Coer in the evening where Sam meditated on the greatness of Amelie. A good spot to people watch. The French think they are chic, do you? (photo of yellow hat lady)

Can anyone translate for us the blurb next to Zidane's latest advertising venture. Our best guess was, "We insure against the most unpredictable of stuff ups in the whole world". Loz? Any other guesses can be put in the comments box.



Day 4

Culture vulture day. Musee Musee Musee. We can now tell the diference between Monet and Manet - a vowel. The Musee D'Orsay was our favourite and the setting spectacular in a converted old railway station.

Also wanted to let you know about this cool book we've been reading called "A Life Stripped Bare" by Leo Hickman. It's about his experiments with trying to live more ethically for a year. Extermely honestly and humourously written, about all the things we all wonder about but never get around to doing. Highly recommended.