Today we bought our train tickets for Brugge, had lunch in a Vietnamese restaurant, and shopped at the Grand Epicerie. Then we went out for our evening walk. We came across this organ grinder (no monkey). Then we came across a boulangerie and decided to buy a baguette. We walked out of the boulangerie, tasted a chunk of the still warm bread, and immediately turned around and walked back in to buy another baguette. It's the best one yet. The boulangerie is on Rue Damremont where my sister and her husband will be staying in a week and a half when they come to Paris. I have boulangerie envy.
Today we bought our train tickets for Brugge, had lunch in a Vietnamese restaurant, and shopped at the Grand Epicerie. Then we went out for our evening walk. We came across this organ grinder (no monkey). Then we came across a boulangerie and decided to buy a baguette. We walked out of the boulangerie, tasted a chunk of the still warm bread, and immediately turned around and walked back in to buy another baguette. It's the best one yet. The boulangerie is on Rue Damremont where my sister and her husband will be staying in a week and a half when they come to Paris. I have boulangerie envy.
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