Thursday, March 22, 2012

My Paris Birthday!



What to do on my Paris Birthday??




                 We decide to begin with one of our favorite Paris walks--from the Place de Bastille up the Marais to the Pompidou Center. 


So here's Jack on the Place de Bastille, the site of the very beginning of the French Revolution.  The infamous prison was demolished long ago.  And what have we?  A Barbie doll creperie!  Oh my!  There is also, of course, a large obelisk marking the spot with lanes of traffic swirling around it.



...on again to the e-case store to give Katie a chance to admire the silicone cases for I-pods and I-phones.  She thought her Lucy might particularly admire the flip-flop model.  Sorry, Lucy, I didn't see any packages as your mom came out the door!




Katie also admired these comfy looking lawn chairs to give your i-phone a place to relax after all the messaging and picture taking!



on through the South Gate entrance to the Place de Vosges, one of Paris' most beautiful squares.




The grass here welcomes sitters, loungers and even walkers.  With this beautiful weather there were plenty of folks ready to take advantage of a place to sit and soak in the sunshine.



Long arcades surround the central grassy area.  These arcades are filled with art galleries and shops and restaurants!  Time for lunch.


We chose the Cafe Hugo, and then promptly got so involved in ordering and eating that we forgot to take pictures at the table.  My salad cheve chaud was delicious!




After lunch we strolled on down rue des Francs Bourgeois to "lecher les vitrines."  Most of the windows have been changed since Jack and I walked this way last Friday, when the color orange was featured in most of the windows.  Today we see some subtle movement to royal blue!  Oh my, fashion is certainly fleeting!


Cute painted tennis shoes with some royal blue capris.


Spring is in the air, and Spring is in the windows!


mmmm..... what's going on here?  Are we questioning Karl Marx?  or maybe Karl Barth?

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