12.11.2012 - 12.11.2012 8 °C
Notre Dame: a famous early gothic cathedral in Paris (started 1163).
This morning, which for us started at about 5:00 AM (oh jetlag...), we went to Notre Dame with backpacks and audio tour in tow. As we were getting ready though, we were quite optimistic, almost dancing with glee about the no rain forecast. But we decided not to pay much notice to the low temperatures. We were hit with wind and cold once we stepped out our door and went down the five flights of stairs to the door of the building. Walking quickly to avoid getting frosted in the middle of the sidewalk, we hurried down the streets, desperately trying to remember the street we needed to turn on in order not to have to stop and look at the map on our iPad. But within a few minutes we were distracted by a bakery and were forced to buy two treats. They were quite tasty, I only tried one but my dad said the other was delicious. One was pastry bread (called ‘drop’) filled with little chunks of chocolate and custard. The other was a pastry filled a substance similar to applesauce. Guess which one I tried. Taking pictures as we walked we found our way to the large cathedral, and immediately pulled out our iPod/iPhone and turning our attention to Mr. Rick Steves. Forgetting about the cold we learned about the 28 kings of Judah, who’s stone heads had been buried in a backyard for years, after being mistaken for the kings of France. The inside of the cathedral was just as interesting, with statues of saints and some original stained glass windows. After we were told to leave the cathedral (by the audio tour), we realised that we hadn’t quite recovered from travel exhaustion, and started the long walk back home, along the way keeping our eyes peeled for a grocery store. When we did find a place to find food we were actually quite pleased with ourselves and had fun buying our items.
When at home we took a few pictures of the place and cooked up some soup and hot chocolate. My dad took a nap while my mom, Hannah and I played some electronic scrabble. My mom won, but only by a small number. Obviously, I played a fabulous game and came in a spectacular third. When my dad awoke from his deep slumber of 45 minutes, he and my mom went out for yet another walk while Hannah and I stayed back at the apartment to relax and bond. Surprisingly we didn’t fight once and we spent the whole time laughing together... honest.
For dinner we had gnocchi, Bolognese sauce and salad. After which my mom relaxed while my dad enjoyed some fancy coffee, both of them enjoying the sight of their daughters slaving over the dishes. Tonight we have family time planned, as we are all very worried that we won’t experience enough of it during these next nine months. But just to clear things up, I usually do enjoy these times and this time I actually suggested it.
Don’t forget to look at the pictures as we are fabulous photographers.