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It's our fourth day here in Paris. Truth be told, I'm starting to feel the exhaustion by now. I'm not used to walk so much, and of course, as anyone who knew me would know--I'm wearing my high heels! {{feel free to inject jokes and scoffs here}}
We didn't leave our hotel until in the afternoon. The weather was still nasty, it rained on and off--not a good time to visit Eiffel Tower. Since the weather report said tomorrow was going to be sunny, we decided to put off Eiffel Tower until then. Andy wanted to visit Notre Dame's towers again. He also would like to go back to Musee d'Orsay since we were rushed through there last time. Uhm, I'm not too thrilled with climbing Notre Dame's steps again, so we decided to go back to Musee d'Orsay.
We ended up spending the whole afternoon in the museum. This time, we had ample time to check out the paintings and the sculptures. We also discovered that unlike Louvre, cameras were allowed in front of paintings providing no flashes. So we also took our time taking pictures in front of our favorite paintings.
We didn't leave d'Orsay until well after 5:00 pm. On the way out, we chanced into a room displaying Degas's pastels. Geoff loved those sensuous drawings! Especially because they were shown in a dark setting necessary to protect them. We were getting hungry again and Geoff craved for mussels. The last time we were in Paris, we discovered this chain restaurant called Leon de Bruxelles where they specialize in cooking all kinds of mussels. We remembered there was one right in the Saint Germain district, so that's where we headed to next.
We got out off the subway at Saint Germain. Right next to the subway entrance, there was this crepe stand. I remembered from my visit here last time that they make the best crepes in Paris (IMHO of course). After five years, the stand was in the same spot, and the same man was there making and selling the crepes! Geoff and I shared a ham & cheese crepe (our favorite), and it was as good as we remembered! Next we looked for the restaurant. Again, Geoff's memory served us really well--we found what we were looking for rather quickly.
Geoff and I each ordered a bucket of mussels. Andy wanted mussels too, but I was afraid that he wouldn't like it since he never ate any in the States, so I ordered fried fish for him instead. Geoff ordered his in Provençale style, while I had mine in curry sauce. They were all very delicious. Andy ate all his fish and wanted to try the mussels, so we gave him some. Turned out he liked them very much (he even watched video in the restaurant on how they prepared them), so he helped us finishing our meals.
After the fullfilling meal, we wanted to walk off all these food in our stomache, so we took a stroll around Saint Germain. We had promised that we would take Andy to a toy store in Paris, so we decided to see if we can find any stores for kids. Unfortunately we didn't ran into any toy stores, but we did happened onto a store that sells Scifi stuffs. Andy and I went in. There are a lot of stuff. We even found a Battlestar Galactica toy model (Colonial One) that we had seen selling in Target before! I was surprised that Andy didn't ask me to buy him any toys. Instead, he checked out the price for some of the items that caught his attention and commented they were so expensive that he couldn't afford them!
We continued our walk, and eventually, we ended up in the Cite area. I was getting very tired. We came upon a bridge that gave us a nice view of the front of Notre Dame. Geoff insisted on taking some pictures and doing that kept me awake for a few more moments. I desprately needed to go back to the hotel at this point so we hurried toward the subway. When we entered the Cite metro station, we jumped into the elevator that already had a dozen people standing there. "Oh good, we got in just in time!" I thought. But the elevator didn't move, and more people got in. As we were all standing there with more people streaming in. Geoff all of a sudden commented aloud: "Does this elevator work?!" I was embarassed by his outburst and was ready to chide him to keep his retort to himself. But a guy who were about to walk into the elevator answered in his heavily accented English: "Apparently not!" "Huh?!" I thought "was he joking?" The guy pointed toward the top and shrugged "It says it's not working!" We all stepped off the elevator, and I looked up, yup -- it shows "Heur Service" on the LCD screen on top of elvevator! Guess it means out of service! Geoff and I looked each other and then bursted out laughing: all these people in the elevator--guess none of them were French! :)
We finally got back to the hotel and again I crashed onto the bed!
