"speaking of dreams"

I’ve had this Joan Baez song (“Speaking of Dreams”) that no one besides me (except MAYBE Emily) knows in my head all day because she sings about walking around on the Rue de Rivoli which is where I was today  which of course makes me happy because one of my goals in life is to go everywhere in the songs I like. SO, anyway, for those concerned, Cindy’s health still on the upswing, though feet have been hurting from all the walking around. I am trying to get her to do some yoga, you can imagine how that’s going… My other challenge with her is trying to get her off that blackberry with the work crises… Anyway, I am feeling great, other than feeling overstuffed from eating too much great food. Walking around all the time makes me CONSTANTLY hungry plus the food has been so good everywhere that I keep trying things and of course I have to have dessert. But anyway I’m hoping the walking is offsetting some of these extra calories…

This morning we went to the Louvre. Saw Mona. Saw some old Egyptian stuff. Saw the “Winged Victory.” Mostly looked at the shoes that other people were wearing trying to decide what kind of boots I would buy because I was intent on buying boots in Paris, which is exactly what we set out to do after I had been culturally enhanced to Cindy’s satisfaction. We headed to the area around the Forum des Halles and I actually bought TWO pairs of boots without any approval from Sharon or Katie, my shoe goddesses, so I really hope they are reasonably stylish… but I like them a lot! We walked around and shopped though that was the main purchase, so we came back to the hotel to drop them off -- then we headed back out over to Notre Dame (nice) and the Crypts Archaologique (waste of time) and the Flower Market (Sharon, you won’t believe this, but we saw Oreo there. He came all the way to Paris without you knowing it… photos forthcoming... Oh, and we also saw Flayva-Flave (sp???) getting (i kid you not) on a tour bus while a small crowd of teenage fans took cell phone pictures and shouted "I love you Flayva-Flave!" Once again, feels like home... By the way, Cindy is insisting I add that I’m communicating very well in French. Anyway, after that we walked all around the Latin Quarter, feeling assaulted by every maitre d’ trying to get us to eat at his restaurant, finally picked one and had a very cute prix fixe menu dinner. Though why it is so hard to find CHICKEN in Paris mystifies me. I’m being so good and trying so many unusual and different foods -- but the one thing I won’t do is eat weird meats. I’m this close to giving up meat entirely though Europe is not the place to do that… Duck appears to be the poultry of choice here and no way am I eating duck.

Anyway tomorrow we will further explore the Marais, hit a couple more museums, and then we’re headed on the road to Tours…

BY the way, I have to PAY for this internet connection, so I typed this in advance -- but I’m hopefully going to get some more pictures uploaded now…