Nikki is packing, and I, Jackie, have been instructed to update the blog, for the last time from Paris. Her packing technique consists of smelling the clothes and making two piles: one for "fresh" clothing and another for the clothes that she has not worn, therefore lacking an obtrusive odor. As she fights back the tears, I am going to give a petite presentation of the last month's highlights.
We love Parisian graffiti...
Most evenings, we are accompanied by the "sweet, swweet music" of Nostalgie Radio.
If you listen for long enough, you may hear one of their amazing jingles such as:
"I'm a Nostalgie Lover"
"Nostalgie takes me higher"
"Nostalgie, my baby, Nostalgie, sweet, sweet music"
Et dans le weekend:"Nostalgie takes me higher"
"Nostalgie, my baby, Nostalgie, sweet, sweet music"
"Weekend, sweet, sweet Weekend"
We went to Chablis. We tasted wine and had lunch in the vineyard.
We saw caged chipmunks on l'Ile Saint Louis...and les coqs, the national symbol of la France.
