Aside from the museums, I walked around a lot, crossing the Bir Hakeim bridge to get to the 15th arrondissment from Passy. Yesterday, I passed mom's old apartment from last year, picked up some food at the market, and had lunch out on Champs de Mars. That night I had dinner with my mother's cousins. Nicole had bought a quiche lorraine and her son, Charles, had made merengues for desert. She gave me an extra merengue - for breakfast, she said. No arguments from me. I ate it on the way to Gare de Lyon this morning.
I wanted to take more than just photos with my iphone but it appears, um, that I forgot to bring my battery charger for my SLR. And the battery does not have one second of life on it, unfortunately.
It's too bad that you carried that heavy camera to Paris for no reason, but no matter when it comes to your photos. You've always had such a good eye Margaux, and I love that you have this cool record of your travel history in both words and images. Way to go.
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It hasn't been that long yet since you, I, we were all there. Thanks for the image of you revisiting the place and remembering the times. I enjoyed hearing the frogs, too.
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