Ah Gay Paris, the music, the culture, the food, the all pervasive smell of wee.
We went for a wander around in the streets leading off from our hotel. We knew we wouldn't get lost as we are staying almost at the foot of Montparnasse Tower, a gigantic and somewhat ugly office block that is the tallest building in Paris after the Eiffel Tower. It has a restaurant and viewing gallery at the top but I don’t think we will partake.
We set off down the Rue de Rennes where we encountered some incredibly fit firemen on a fundraising drive. Hamish bough a €3 raffle ticket which was worth the money just to spend 30 seconds in the young lad’s presence!
We then paid a rather large sum for 2 coffees but to be fair, we were tourists and we were sitting at the pavement tables so it was worth the money just to watch Paris drive and walk by.
After a quick stop at a tabac we set off in earnest to look for somewhere to eat. We always go off the main streets when looking for restaurants as you always pay a premium in a main street one. So we had a nice amble through the backstreets heading in the general direction of our hotel.
We ended up a wonderful little crêperie (Crêperie de Pont-Aven) where I had omelette and salad and Hamish had a savoury crêpe followed by a rather decedent sweet one consisting of pears, chocolate sauce, crème and ice cream. We had a little entertainment when a French lady on a bike, not looking where she was going, cycled, rather forcibly, into the rear of a taxi – always good for a laugh.
After dinner we popped into a small art gallery that was holding a cheese and wine event, showing off (what I assume) was some local artists work. Not the most accomplished artist as I could have done some of the paintings myself and at least two could have been done by my best mate’s four year old. Each to their own, I suppose.
Now we are back at the hotel and are going to get an early night so that we can be up and out early tomorrow to make the most of the day.
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