The Parisian Induction Ceremony

June 16 ‐ Paris

Today was a day of relaxation, contemplation… and plenty of the Doctor!

This morning Ida made us a brunch of Quinoa and veggies, which, as any Parisian knows, is the perfect way to start any Thursday.

As we ate, we watched some Doctor Who, which has become a mealtime tradition of ours. We stayed in for awhile, and after all that running around and museum-ing we had been doing, it was actually quite enjoyable.

Finally, however, the pressing need for some jus d’orange got to us, so we set off for a supermarket. And once you’ve been grocery shopping, you officially live somewhere, right? So now we can call ourselves Parisians, right? Right.

We had only brought one shopping bag with us, assuming we would only pick up a few things. However, we ended up stuffing so many items into that poor little bag (wine bottles, milk and orange juice containers, bread, zucchini, smoked salmon, cold cuts and bacon for Ida, tea…) that it literally broke from the weight! One of the straps snapped in two, forcing Ida to struggle with the bag until we got to the Metro station (don’t worry, though, Ida got me back for making her carry it: I held it as we walked home from the Pont Neuf station, which was not a piece of cake considering my pants’ lack of belt…).

Still, despite Ida’s heavy groceries, she still insisted we stop and take out the camera to photograph some picture on the side of a building. I didn’t really understand, but she said it was “very important to [her].”

When we got back, we finished our authentically Parisian day with an indoor picnic dinner of baguette and smoked salmon (and amazing cherry jam for dessert!). Délicieux!

Bonne nuit!

-Zelda