I am exhausted. B and G, with all their planning, never considered my clock. I just want to sleep and we go, go and go. This morning we leave for England. Once again I will have all my papers ready but no one asked for them when we arrived in Paris!
Yesterday we went to Mass at St. Eustache which was terrific: organ, choir and brass, but a very long day. Food is very high on B and G’s agenda. We have been to four restaurants since we arrived.
For dinner we went to a place that a friend from New York recommended. (I’ll list all our Paris restaurants in a separate post.) Everyone was really nice to me and none of us noticed another dog come in. In a quiet moment he noticed me and went absolutely nuts. I was frightened and responded but was reassured by the all people on our side of the room who took my side in the brief altercation. There was a family from Italy sitting next to us that B had been speaking to and when this happened, the grandmother told B to put me next to her which was a good thing. When the dog at the other table started up again I didn’t have to answer back because I had a nonna watching over me.
I have to go now to catch a train for Calais at the Gare du Nord.