Today was a day of total and abject failure. If anything could be stuffed up, we did it. It started with our shopping this morning. We thought that the "supermarket," Monoprix, would be open. It wasn't! Admittedly the street was full of life with the local market in full swing, but unfortunately that didn't do us much good. OK, so we couldn't get what we wanted, but we knew that we could go to the nearby greengrocer and get a cucumber for tonights salad. Wrong again. Lovely place, lovely man who runs it, but no Concombre!
Well, there is always sightseeing. And if there is one thing Paris is great for, it is that. Well, most of the time. Just as we began our walk along the Canal St. Martin, down came the rain. It could have been worse, however, since our impression of the area we had selected to do our walk in was not too good. A bit seedy; a but rough. We staggered back between raindrops to the Metro and headed for Place Clichy.
By the time we got there, the rain was in full flow. We sheltered in a hotel for more than two hours before it let up enough for us to walk home. When we finally got back to the flat we rewarded ourselves with hot tea and potato crisps. Ah the life of Parisian luxury!
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