Rainy, Lovely Paris

Well folks, in so little time there is so much to say. I am writing, here with Robyn, from the Malagasy capitol city , but fear I will not even be able to finish a full Paris post tonight. And due to our camera being low on juice and good batteries being hard to rustle up here, photos , sadly , will be a bit delayed.

But I must still try to bring you at least some news of lovely, rainy Paris. We were only there 3 days, and it was gray most of the time and rainy some of it, but we will still treasure the memories forever.

Our hotel was on the left bank in the Latin quarter. It was small and quaint and refreshingly first world. Breakfast of croissants and coffee was included every morning. The main front desk host was the gloriously gay and multi lingual Edson. He was impeccably dressed.

Robyn's favorite memory of Paris, she claims, was seeing my excited face when we stepped off the metro and into our neighborhood. The old architecture amazed, and yes, they REALLY do have pastries, flowers and cafes every few feet. Delighted was an understatement.

The first afternoon went perfectly. We moved seamlessly from the Louvre, to the Tuliere gardens, down the Champs Elysee to the Arc de Triomphe (excuse that I can't spell French) It was cold, but amazing. In the Louvre we saw the Mona Lisa. The spectacle of people around her was almost as amazing as she. We also saw much sculpture that R remembered as captivating that she wanted to share with me ... and it was. I learened more and more last week how much sculpture speaks to her. We also saw crown jewels and Egytpian burials caskets. But you can lose a week in the Louvre if not careful, so we were away ...

On the Champs Elysee we were captivated by a showroom of tiny Peugot race cars. Robyn was surprised by how much the exhibit at the arc de Triumph has expanded.
Paris lay out before us .. and we were hooked!

More later ... food, snafus, art, mom's house, Robyns friend Roberto and our dreams of return.

But in case you are worried or curious ..
Madagascar is beatiful. Changed and the same it turns out, of course.
Robyn's Malagasy is coming back fast, though she wishes of course it would come faster

We set off tomorrow toward the south, and will end, with zeal, in her beloved northern region.
I am very excited, and so honored to have been invited.