It is a catch up kinda day. Several blogs. You have noticed, I assume. At least if you signed up to have them emailed to you. Sorry. I do keep notes as I travel along so that when I have the time I can share observations. That means several blogs at once. Shrug.
I had to exchange a tea cup I purchased last week. It had bump on the inside of the ear of the cup. That’s the handle for those of you not familiar with crosswords. Seems like handle of cup is always a good go-to clue. I was braced for some push back but the store was very accommodating. We just switched with one that was on display so I was sure it wasn’t deformed. This was at Palais des Thes. I wrote about it before – the Blue of London tea. They gave me several samples when I made the purchase last week. I can now tell you it is my favorite tea shoppe. Forget Twinnings. Forget Mariage Freres. This place has good tea! And you will find several locations in Paris. Stop by next time.
This was in the Marais. It’s an area I have often avoided because it is very touristy. But it’s fun to walk through. It’s one of the oldest areas of Paris. You know a building is old when it pooches out, it’s not straight up and down. But nice stucco now a days so who knows?
Then I picked up some more pencils from Muji. Very interesting Japanese store. Again, several locations. Clothing and home stuff. I always like checking it out. And of course, there is always Hema. My Dutch favorite. And then I wandered by a jewelry store and was forced to buy myself a present. Pourquoi pas? A nice necklace.
You recall my smoking hot 2.5 inch heel boots that I bought in London? How could you not? Not even a week and the bottom of the heel fell off. <pouting face> I started to take the boots to the local cordonnerie (shoe repair) but they were closed. So I trekked down to the place I discover 3 years ago. It was far less expensive than the store in Neuillly where I was living at the time. This one is run by a guy who last time flirted outrageously with me. Pourquoi pas? It’s always nice and ego-boosting to be flirted with. Especially outrageously. By a stranger.
He didn’t disappoint. My French was better this time. It was more fun. Except I think I said yes to something I should not have said yes to… He looked a bit surprised…. So I quickly said non non and changed the subject. When I said I came over for 6 months, he wanted to know how I could do that, I must be working here? Didn’t I have to go back to work in California? I said I was en retrait – retired. Oh my. That could not possibly be true because I looked so young. Yes. This was a worthwhile stop. In fact, I’d pay him more for the shoes just because of the compliments. But don’t tell him that! And of course, I have to go back to pick up my boots tomorrow.
Now to take a nap. I have been non-stop for too many days.