Paris, Day Four

After Saturday's highlights, we took our last day in Paris slowly to decompress. With an early afternoon train back to London, we spent an easy morning walking the neighbourhood. First, breakfast outdoors at a café (under an awning, as it was raining).



Afterwards, we indulged our foodie sensibilities as Margo went shopping for items to bring back for dinner. I don't know how typical this is of Parisian neighbourhoods, but we found all sorts of shops within a few blocks. And I don't remember seeing any chain stores (for food, anyway).









We were quite tired on our return to Ipswich at around 7.30 pm. After a bit of unpacking, we assembled our treats for one last Parisian meal.



The wine was a Merlot but didn't taste as full-bodied as what I'd come to expect from West Coast and Australian wineries. But it was nice to have a bottle of French wine whose label didn't have "imported by" text. There are two varieties of sausages; the thicker one had walnut inside, and Margo and I slightly preferred the smaller one. Of the four cheeses, two were goat cheeses, one of the two very aged. We enjoyed them all. And Sarah ... she liked her bread. (Kids!)