My Weekend in Paris (Part 4)

After wandering the streets of Paris for hours Saturday night I was exhausted and in no hurry to get up the next morning. As it turned out this was perhaps a good thing because when I woke I realized it was raining. I like most people who live in Maricopa County find falling rain a rare and beautiful sight! I found myself to be very content to stay in my room with the window open, snuggled under my blankie, reading my book. This was in fact a wonderful option as I was also reminded that I am a human barometer and suffer from some pretty gnarly headaches depending on the pressure of the storm. Sunday's headache was no fun but it was not behind my eyes which made reading possible. Rain, cool breeze, blankie, book, and naps. A different type of Parisian bliss.

Eventually the storm began to pass and I took these pictures from my room, so pretty!

Eventually my stomach cried out for dinner so I made my way down to one of the corner cafés. I chose the one called Indiana which is roughly a Tex-Mex restaurant. I hadn't eaten all day and could not decide what I wanted so I went with their combo platter!

From the top you see a beef taco, BBQ ribs, Spanish rice, enchilada, guacamole, and chili. It does not compare to home but it was good! Tried everything but couldn't finish it all. I know that if I move to France I'm going to have to learn to make tortillas and have to have green chilies sent over from home! Trust me... I checked to see what was available!

The one downside to dinner, sitting in any  open air café and something that I find a bit surprising is cigarette smoke. I will address this in a later post but below you will see the stealth picture I took of the offenders that night.

Monday morning I packed my stuff up and went out for the day because my train didn't leave until after 7pm.

I decided to head out to Sacré Coeur because the view is awesome and I like the shops around there.

Beautiful, is it not?? 

Paris is an amazing city. I am so thankful that I was able to spend time there. To be honest I probably could have spent the whole six weeks there and still leave wanting more.