francais friday

Our first day: it was so overwhelming, so beautiful, so perfect.
Everything in Paris is grand, exquisite, quaint, delightful.
We woke up to a french breakfast in the "dungeon" of our hotel: cereal, croissants, ham and cheese, fruit, yoghurt, juice, coffee.. and after scoffing all that.. we weren't hungry until late afternoon!!


We wandered five minutes down the road, past cafes with ones and twos drinking little espresso coffees and tearing pastry bits off croissants, past huge ornate buildings, across the Seine River and down to the Ile de la Cite, where our lady, Notre Dame stands.


The Seine is the ribbon that ties hearts to Paris. All along the river people wander, sipping coffees, drawing, writing in their journal, painting, drinking a bottle of wine with friends, thinking or larking about.. being alone and together.


Here is the entrance way to Notre Dame. I wonder who all these people are.. saints, church fathers, heroes?