Shop Till You Drop
Another beautiful day-- not a cloud in the sky.
This was primarily a shopping day. We visited several stores in the high-end shopping district along the Rue de Rivoli (yep, due East of the Louvre). Not much of interest to report, I'm afraid.
We met Emily after taking some great photos of Notre Dame in the sunlight, and did MORE shopping. If Teri thinks she has something interesting to say about the shopping, hopefully she'll write her own post.
When we were ready to drop, we decided to look for a place to eat. Walking back to the apartment, we stumbled onto a Greek restaurant that we must have passed several times before, but decided to try it this time.
The Chez Alexandre was wonderful! The waiters were friendly and helpful, and spoke pretty good English. Emily pointed out that this was typical of non-French restaurants in Paris-- they usually were owned and operated by foreigners who are almost always more friendly.
I believe the restaurant was owned by Greeks, but the most friendly waiter was from Turkey. We had perhaps the best chicken kabobs ever, and for only 8 euros it came with a big portion of cous cous, a salad, and a huge pile of fries.
We liked it so much, we decided to come back again for our dinner on Christmas Eve.
This was primarily a shopping day. We visited several stores in the high-end shopping district along the Rue de Rivoli (yep, due East of the Louvre). Not much of interest to report, I'm afraid.
We met Emily after taking some great photos of Notre Dame in the sunlight, and did MORE shopping. If Teri thinks she has something interesting to say about the shopping, hopefully she'll write her own post.When we were ready to drop, we decided to look for a place to eat. Walking back to the apartment, we stumbled onto a Greek restaurant that we must have passed several times before, but decided to try it this time.
The Chez Alexandre was wonderful! The waiters were friendly and helpful, and spoke pretty good English. Emily pointed out that this was typical of non-French restaurants in Paris-- they usually were owned and operated by foreigners who are almost always more friendly.I believe the restaurant was owned by Greeks, but the most friendly waiter was from Turkey. We had perhaps the best chicken kabobs ever, and for only 8 euros it came with a big portion of cous cous, a salad, and a huge pile of fries.
We liked it so much, we decided to come back again for our dinner on Christmas Eve.
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