Day Nine Paris

I felt like a school girl waiting for her date. I went to the Maubert Place market to buy his favorite fruit and a lemon tart. I could share but realized I'm not that much of a school girl so I went back and bought a pear tart for him. I found out that at this market they used to execute traitors instead of chickens and orate speeches instead of promoting the best fruit I've ever tasted. The chickens at the butcher still have their heads, claws and a few feathers. Could Have Been Little Bunny Fu Fus should have kept to the forest but now are skinned and skewered to someone's dinner. Waiting for someone you love to arrive causes the earth to stand still. His plane was late but he finally made it here by plane, train and subway. Happy day. We strolled a little along St Michel and St Germain but the rain put an end to that.