Gypsy showed me the Jardin du Palais Royal which was shops surrounding a gigantic rectangular garden and courtyard with an art installation. The installation consisted of of different height pillars painted white with black stripes. Everyone turned into a kid here and had to stand on top of a pillar and get their picture taken. Amazing. The shops were closed, due to the holiday and it being August, but we had a grand time peeking through the grates and looking in on vintage designer clothes.
We then walked through the center of Paris (Notre Dame de Paris had been cleaned since Gypsy last saw it -- it used to be black, but now is...whitish.) We discovered the cafe that is practically outside my door is quite good. Gypsy had a smoked salmon salad, and I had one with prociutto and a fried egg. The best part, they take the restaurant tickets I get from work to pay for my lunch, but never end up using since I almost always bring food with me.
That night we went to Le Refuge des Fondues, a place Gypsy had been with Shaun six years ago. We drank our wine out of baby bottles and Gypsy did the honor of stepping over the table (everyone sits at one long skinny table) to get to her seat.
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