9/12

Nancy wakes at 6:30 and announces she is hungry, making us both tired for the rest of the day. We went to the Marais, which no longer seems that Jewish for a Jewish section. We saw one shop, Mick's Deli, but it was closed. The rest has become Shi shi trendy shops, with lots of shi shi people. Nancy makes friends with a guy with a big Newfoundland dog, telling him all about Chutney. He was nice and seemed to understand Nancy. She thinks all the others are a bit stuck up when she tells them about her dogs in English. We saw Place des Voges and the home of Victor Hugo. A fancy old Mansion now the city revolution Museum. Nancy gets nauseous seeing pictures of the heads being cut off. We nap, then go to Eifel Tower. The wait for tickets is 45 minutes, so we admire it and leave. Chanting French high school students and Germans asking me for help. We go to the Petanque shop. Not much different from what is available on line. With rather plain shirts and hats. Still we buy about 120 Euros of balls and bags. N wants to go where there is more action ... the gay area of town. It was quiet during the day, and jammed with thin guys with short hair at night. We had a plain steak and a good chicken dinner. Great sauces for both. Enjoyed talking to a guy from Italy, a jazz dance teacher who lived in London for two years, now teaching and selling ice cream at night. I had dark chocolate and black fig, Nancy had dark chocolate and mint, you could taste the leaves. So good.