Maurice and I have left the beach and have returned to Paris for two days to prepare for our trip to Sardinia where we will join up with my son, Jason, and his family. I’ve never been there before but I’m thinking it will be a bit like Corsica since it is directly below it. We will see. In any case it will be fun. One of my grandsons requested a book, the third in a series he is reading-in French if you can believe it. So on Sunday, Maurice and I went out for a bit in an unsuccessful attempt to find it.
We went to Shakespeare and Company to look at their children’s books and found that they don’t sell any in French-but it was fun to poke around. We walked down Boulevard
Saint Michel where there are other book stores but none were open on Sunday.
Heading back to the metro stop we dropped into the garden in the interior garden of the hospital, the Hotel Dieu, across the way from Notre Dame. The bells from the cathedral were ringing beautifully, this being Sunday. This garden, which I have shown photos of before, seems like such a surprise to find at a hospital.