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the morning after the birthday. no, i didn't make it to the eiffel tower at dark, but only because pierre already had plans to meet some friends for dinner...just as well. as many people are not the most punctual, i was a little concerned that he would be late...but to my glorious surprise, he was early... it was just lovely, sititng in front of notre dame, just as the dusky, pink sun was setting on the facade... i saw pierre walk up, looking around for that girl in the yellow shirt from the bus in croatia...i walked up, we kissed cheeks and began to chat about our various travels... as it was only 20:30, we decided to walk to a nice little area and have a pre-dinner drink before meeting his friend and girlfriend at a hole-in-the-wall latino american restaurant... we went to a very sheek bar, tiny tables outside and i had a non-alcohol cocktail, and olives...i just sat there, staring up at the old buildings, the darkening sky, listening to the shuffling of all the feet and pierre's french accent, thinking about how blessed i am... we walked to the restaurant, waited for a bit, and met up with his friends, 4 of them in fact. the french are simply lovely...not a hint of snobbish-ness or pretentious behaviour... so, there we sat, for nearly 2 hours, discussing life, politics, sex, media, travels, etc...because leshon's (spelling?) croatian girlfrend spoke english and not french, everyone was required to speak in english! how perfect...thankfully, they all spoke very well.. at the end of dinner, to my surprise, a ice cream covered brownie with a candle arrived and everyone sang happy birthday to me, in english! i just sat there, blushing, smiling simply at how fortunate i am...i could've easily been sitting alone on st. germain sipping coffee and eating a crepe on my birthday...but, God allowed for this...all because i had to take a later bus from split to dubrovnik...thank God. after our dinner, we drove to a brazilian bar and hung out for about an hour until 2am...they drove me back to my hostel, and we said our goodbyes, and pierre said to stay in touch as we could meet later in the week and he could show me some things... i will get to the top of the eiffel, i just don't know when. yesterday, i saw the louvre, or at least half of it, as i just go too tired and frustrated with the mass of tourists... i saw the mona lisa and venus de milo...but honestly, among all the incredible works in that museum, they are nothing...and i thought of the book i'm reading where de botton speaks of how people are simply attracted to things because someone somewhere says that's the "thing" to like...i would much rather have gazed upon jeaque louis david and caravaggio's...but that's just me. i took a 2 hour walk/run to the eiffel tower at 7 yesterday morning and just stood beneath it, smiling... and that was my day, i guess from end to beginning, rather. in a few minutes i'm going to the pompidou, then to the picasso museum a bit later, if i can stand the crowds...i saw the st. chappelle, from the outside, as it was 6 euro to enter and i'm just not that rich right now. so much to see, so much beauty, and so many blessings! i am in paris... ciao ciao
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