Wednesday we had a big breakfast and headed north to the Seine. Being at Shakespeare and Co was fun. I felt like an ex-pat, as though I belonged there. Picked up a used copy of a Emma Donoghue novel and a new copy of George Orwell's memoir of Paris and London. From there we crossed the river to Notre Dame. For me it is an architectural and historical wonder. For Marie, all that and more. Better I let her explain. From there we walked over bridges to Isle St. Louis and then the Marais on the right bank. We went through heavy security into the Shoah Memorial museum. Interesting to note the French use the Hebrew term, Shoah, rather than the English Holocaust. There were only a few people in this amazing FREE museum as opposed to thousands at Notre Dame. We spent two and a half hours trying to take as much in as possible. I continue to learn my own history. We left feeling moved, drained really. But our walk through the neighborhood- the stores, galleries, restaurants (inc lunch at L'As du Fallafel) revived us! Bought ourselves great hats at one shop and had the best chocolate yet at Cacao et Chocolate. Walked home a new way and found all the Hallel restaurants on the right bank between the Seine and St Michel. Lunch on Thurs? Rested before dinner and then ate at a new restaurant near our hotel. Haven't had a bad meal yet! Got caught in a thunderstorm running home. But all is well.
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