

We are so happy to be in Paris, where the clothes are cheap(er than in Copenhagen). I finally bought some très chic black dress shoes, some shirts with white collars, and one pair of incredibly tight pants. Carla bought some cool shirts, and a few tank tops, which she can wear in Denmark come June. Here's staying positive. Our French is returning a bit, though Carla and I find ourselves saying "tak for i dag" instead of "merci beaucoup", and "undskyld" instead of "pardon." Before we went shopping for clothes, we stole ourselves to one of the eight local boulangeries in a two block radius, and had ourselves two tartes: rhubarb, and payssane (apples and cream). It was blissful eating them under the awning protected from the rain. Tomorrow we will head off to our old neighborhood to buy some tea, have two 1.60 Euro cafés cremes, buy some wonderful chocolates, and get me a 7 Euro hair cut.
Great read thankss
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