out of order

with all the geriatrics here---hard to find time to blog so i am ay behind---cordon bleu; normandy ; chartres and more--but first; while still fresh in my mind-yesterday

outta here by 830 to see the local market; then bus 87 to napoleons tomb

lost uncle welton-turns out he was at napoleons throne rome for an extended much needed visit

visited tomb; chapel; armour; and chronological exhibits of the first and second world wars very interesting

then lunch from a pastry shop--a formula-what we would call a value meal--sandwich; dessert and drink enjoyed on park bench

fed pigeons big chunks of crusty bread-macey impressed that pigeons took bread to water to soften it before eating

then; to--thanks to aunt judith--lafayettes grave---little known spot; ony 3 people there plus us

in cemetery attached to nunnery--yesterday 3 nunnery girls visited

maintained by DAR ladies and the mount vernon ladies too

beautiful church at the convent;maid was polishing the wood floors; slick as glass; no falls today

onto the sacre cour
street performers there louise and i had seen last week across town

100 meters out of church; storm clouds forming; judith suggested returning to church; literaly seeking sanctuary--great call
sat in silence for about an hour
during this time viv reviewed photos; deleted one; became highly distraught; realizing she had deleted many photos including all from normandy

20 min later; realized she didnt delete photos; her battery died that day---didnt take any phtotos; she was relieved; louise and i laughed so much oi thought we would get kicked out of yet another church

did i tell you that louise touched a statue at the louvre on her birthday almost got thrown out--ernie and eleano---is she a bad influence

i rode the carousel--only person on it--save for the local children who jumped on and rode quarter turns with me on the side the operator could not see--hamp and emily woud have liked

onto the madeine and then to printemps for shopping and hot dogs on the street

done at 8 all those over 40 rode the metro back--no one wanted to walk--about 5 kilometers

halfway back; rain begins to gently fall; i removed the hampton backpack; securing it beneath my parka--didnt want steel box_heavy as lead_i bought at antique store for 30 euro_estimqted by uncle welton and macey to be several hundred years old_ painted red inside_i believe it to be the message box of napoleon_didnt want it to get wet___about 10 blocks from hotel; bottom drops_frog strangler

didnt want to ruin loafers;removed; put in pockets; barefootin it back to hotel bonaparte; parisians sought shelter under awnings; so i greeted them warmly-bon soir_sure they thought i was nuts; also belting_singing in the rain

soaked upon arrival

geriatrics had not arrived

changed; dried off; found fresh towels to greet them with; they sought shelter under an awning

macey changed and we went arund the corner so that i could enjoy a glass a wine--had croque madames--basically a griled ham and cheese with an egg on top--thanks again heather anderson for a great recommendation