I thought I’d include an email I sent from Paris. One of my favorite things about corresponding while traveling are the keyboards. No one warns you that keyboards are like snowflakes: no 2 countries are alike.
Dear Friends and Family,
Before I continue, let me give you a key for the french keyboard:
, = m
q = a
z = w
: = .
; = ,
That zay; zhen I ,iss type; you zill still understqnd ,e 🙂
Paris has been blustery, overcast, and cold; zhich is actually a zelco,e relief fro, the heat in Italy: We arrived in Paris and tried first to see the Musee duOrsay, zhich of course had a line that zould make even southern californians like ourselves shudder. So we walked along the river; got pastries fro, Angelinas; and then zent to the Eiffel Tozer: I had not forgotten the souvenier vendors, zho shake their wares aggressively in your face: I also hadnt forgotten how pretty she is. I love Paris.
In keeping zith the the,e of this trip; ze ate a delicious dinner in the Montemartre area lqst night: 3 courses; prix fix: I ate prawns; lamb, and pistachio cake; Jennie had beef carpaccio; duck, and tiramisu. But the zords dont do it justice:
The people have been friendly and helpful, laughing at us and our terrible French: Today ze took the bike tour of the city. Fortunately the rain took a break for long enough so that ze zerent soaked. It zas so zonderful! All of you zho knoz my bicycle skills zould have been proud of ,e; navigating the pedestrians; etc.
Now I ,ust be off. To,orrow is bastille day, and ze have been told the celebrations start tonight – firezorks; parades; etc. I a, thankfully feeling ,uch beter.
Love to all;
p.s; sorry this isnt ,ore descriptive; but the keyboqrd hqs ,e horribly irritqted ;°