This morning, Marlene took us to the train. But first, a photo. It was pretty much nonstop laughter this week and today was no exception.
We left purchases of tea and biscuits, to be retrieved when we return to catch our flight home. Yesterday, we went to a beautiful little tea shop to stock up.
Odile, our host for the week, greeted us with croissants, a bottle of champagne, and a few other goodies. My cousin brought us tea, raspberries, milk, and grapes -- I bought coffee and butter and yogurt and we only need to buy a ficelle at the bakery and we are set for tomorrow's breakfast.
It was too early for dinner, so we went to a café across from the Pompidou and chatted for an hour or so. Here is my cousin Edmond in a typical pose as he talks.
only in Paris. Maybe I should try it.
We finally have a good Internet connection in our Paris digs and I was overjoyed to read my local NJ newspaper on line, announcing that despite out governor, gay marriage is now the law in NJ. I should open that champagne to celebrate. But for now, some reading and a good night's sleep.