Fitting into the neighborhood


The Louvre peeking thru the trees in Tuileries.

One thing that has been really nice on this trip is that I stayed in the same place as we did in February right next to the Louvre, and both workers at the coffee bar recognized me, and also remembered that I drink cafe creme in the morning. One of them even asked where Sarah was. That doesn't happen in the states. A guy at a restaurant Sarah and I went to twice in February recognized me, and asked where Sarah was. It was also nice that I knew where the grocery store was, and was mentally prepared for it to be closed on Sunday. We're so used to the 24-7 convenience in the states that it's quite odd to find everything closed early, and closed on Sunday.

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