Tuesday 8 December 2009

Two petis pois in a pod

Aaaahh. I'm so contented with the mini break to Paris that Bob and I just went on. We scampered round giggling and singing the only French we know, 'Moi je joue. Je joue a joue contre joue. Ah OUI!'
We also knew, 'Je voudrais deux steak et frites s'il vous plait et un bouteille de vin rouge.'
Bob said early on that the drawback of having her on holiday is that she needs to go to the toilet a lot, but she's also got a small stomach and that means she often can't finish her steak.

For lunch and breakfast we ate a mixture of baguette, soft cheese, chorizo, pears and grapes. Obvs finished off with Orangina.
When we were in Versailles and sulking on the mini group tour train round the grounds that we were too young to hire golf buggies, we ate our picnic and felt heartily better. Cheese and chorizo stuffed into a hunk of baguette felt so fresh. I wish I could have it today.
Around eating, we went to the Louvre, and the Orangerie to see the Monet waterlillies, fell in love with Marie Antoinette's miniature farm at Versailles (the donkeys fell in love with bob too when she fed them dandelions we found), hired bicycles and rode round the city, slipped under the tube barriers, and had lots of naps.

You may have noticed that we only wore stripes. That's because we're really French..

Au revoir Mes Amis xxxxxxxxxx

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