Kwan and I head off to the Organic Market on Boulevard Raspail. Some good some very ordinary all more expensive because it's organic. We have an early lunch at Le Nemrod in rue du Cherche Midi, not far from Bon Marche. Food is nice and a happy experience.
I head off on train to CDG to pick up Brittany who is scheduled to arrive at 2.20pm - she's early, I'm late.
In the meantime Clare has spotted a Vivaldi, Four Seasons recital at St Jullien le Pauvre at 5pm.
Kwan is sceptical and Beeb is humouring us. While no doubt targeted at tourists the musicians turn out to be excellent as is the venue and the whole experience. Kwan is also impressed - Beeb is tired.We look for places to eat - but we are a stone's throw from Notre Dame which seems to be the tourist capital of Paris these days. All the restaurants seem to be there solely for extracting money from visitors wallets. I remember a wine bar in the back blocks of Ile de la Cité and we go there. one of only 2 tables at 7pm. La Colombe - Atmosphere is great, food is simple - mission accomplished.
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