Not at all Spooky

Monday's outing was to Père Lachaise, a ginormous, old cemetery full of picturesque graves, stone roads and trees, but we had to get there first.


We stopped to admire this lovely chicken purse and kitten coin purse in a store window downstairs. Max said he'd like to buy the chicken bag for me, and I thought that was all kinds of funny.


Upon surfacing from the metro we realized we were starving (somehow eating regular meals is a challenge for us). Michelle, Max and Lucas went into the bakery and I stayed outside with Eva (who freaked out because she didn't want a chocolate chip cookie--a French woman and I actually exchanged a look about it) when a bizarre wave of nausea overtook me. I actually gagged multiple times...what the? It was probably the combination of being so hungry and smelling so much cigarette smoke, but it panicked me a bit.


We crossed the street to order sandwiches from another shop and I had to laugh at these advertisements. They do the phone numbers vertically, two numbers at a time, how interesting.


We got our food and walked over to the cemetery to eat our lunches on a bench in front of this scene; that was definitely a first for me.


Max and I both got Croc Monsieur sandwiches that we didn't end up liking. I sort of nibbled around the edges, but there was a really gooey cheese in-between the ham and the bread that created a texture problem for me.


There was a grounds worker raking and sweeping up leaves (which seemed like a losing battle) and I thought his rake was rather interesting.


These twigs and moss were on top of one of the tombstones, there's a whole world growing on each of these stones.


I was equally taken by the lovely surroundings as I was by the cemetery itself. I love the way the trees are all in a line like this.


Can you imagine being buried in such a place? It looks like a mini cathedral!


This monogram was on one of the old, crypt doors but it looks like modern design doesn't it?


We were oh so tired on the Metro ride, though Michelle wears it better than I do. We went back to the apartment to read and to nap (delicious!) for a few hours until dinner.


Michelle, Max and Lucas and I ventured out for some late-night gelato. We went to one of these awesome gelato stores with the book club girls when we were here 2 years ago, but now there's a store right down the street from the apartment.


I got a cup of Creme Caramel (notice the oozing caramel) and had to keep my oohing and aahing under control for fear of causing a scene.


I love it that they shape the gelato into a flower on the cone.


The lights over the street were a new addition that day and oh so delightful.

**Have you ever seen a chicken purse before?
Do hunger and the smell of smoke make you nauseous?
Have you ever been to a cemetery like this before?
What flavor gelato do you like?**