This morning Alicia and decided to try another bakery. And thank god we did. This was a tad more expensive but so much nicer. So I had my flan and croissant with a glass of red wine. We weren't in a real rush today so we just got ready slowly and made our way to the Notre-Dame via the metro and without any help. We got there with ease. I guess we're just getting used I the whole metro thing now.
As we approached the building we noticed the long line but went in anyway as it was moving rather fast. Towards the middle a Spanish lady pushed her way in front of Alicia and I and I tapped her on the shoulder to go to the back of the line. She said to me "I am in the line". Alicia and I pushed her out behind us. She just laughed and her family then joined her. Stupid bitch. She then had a group push in front of her. But inside it was amazingly beautiful as you'd expect.
After we made our way to the Shakespeare and company book shop. It was so different but really interesting to go. As Alicia said, it's just famous. Which explained the crowds all out the front taking photos. We continued to walk along the Seine towards Musee D'Orsay.
While walking along the Seine we saw a lady in some 19th century style dress and it just made me think of "Midnight in Paris" the movie. I have no idea why all these really cliché things are occurring. We then saw Pont des Arts bridge covered in love locks. Basically the bridge is covered in locks of those in love, they then get the key and throw it in the Seine as a symbol of their undying love. Very passé since Paris is the city of love. And it really is, I've seen a lot of couples being romantic and not the type of romance you see in Australia where they start dry humping in public. This is romance and nothing more.
We then got to the museum and saw the works of Van Gogh and Monet. I started singing to Alicia "girls don't like boys, girls like cars and Monet".
LE GRILL, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!
We left there and decided to go to La Fayette, something like David Jones but heaps better. Maybe like George's (but I wasn't alive then so I have no idea, refer to your grandparents on that one). We got Macaroons, boxed chocolates and Alicia got shoes. I didn't care what we did. Mainly because as soon as we got out of the museum there was a torrential storm which gave no warning. No matter that we had umbrellas, it did nothing to stop us from getting absolutely soaked. We had swimming pools in our shoes and our clothes stuck to us. Not to worry because it means less washing, right? So that's why shopping was cut short. And also because it seemed the whole of Paris was inside La Fayette and it was impossible to move around.
For lunch we ate at the museum and it was our first proper meal. Which I must say was nothing short of amazing. I had quiche Lorraine and the egg was cooked so well and the bacon was so delicious. Alicia had pasta and it was great. Also it was my first espresso in a week so I tipped them the loose change I had in my pocket.
Another funny thing is, I went to buy my tickets at the self serving machines. A lady who works at the museum runs up and asked me where I'm from. I said Australia. She said "Do you study in Australia or the USA?". Bitch. Where the hell do you think I study if I'm from Australia? I don't get the 7am flight from Melbourne Tullamairne to LAX for my 9am class. Silly bitch.
Also if you're an EU citizen you get a lot of free entries to sights in Paris if you're under 26. If only! I wish I had my Italian citizenship. Maybe it's for all over Europe too but it's not what I expected.
Well tomorrow is the last full day in Paris and we've planned to go to the Eiffel Tower so I better sleep. OH WAIT I CAN'T. Some douchebags in a room near by are being loud and I can't tell where.
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