We both got very hungry and stopped for lunch in the fifth floor restaurant. The food was delicious. Beth had penne with shrimp and my croq monsieur was tres francais. With an arugula salad the sandwich had gruyere inside and a dollop of brie on top.
The waiter, from Corsica, took a shot of the two of us.
There is a bridge called the Pont d'Arts that is covered in shiny brass padlocks. On our tour we learned that lovers come to the bridge and put the padlocks on in the hope that nothing will ever break their love. My picture didn't turn out, and I will have to retake it.
Here I am looking dorky in front of the corner resto. The exterior is done all in blue mosaic tiles.
In the evening we went to a gospel concert whose flyers we had seen around the city. We layered up in our warm clothing and walked a half hour to the church. Arriving there we were told the tickets cost 25 or 30 euros. We were a bit surprised. We have both sung in concerts like this and were used to just passing the plate or charging a nominal admission. At the end we asked where the singers came from and were told they all live in Paris. Some were from Africa, some from the Caribbean and some from the Americas. Interesting. A French gospel concert. A Parisian French gospel concert. I had thought they were a traveling choir from maybe Benin, Haiti or the Ivory Coast. It was very engaging and the church was gorgeous. I hear only a small percentage of Parisians attend church regularly and wonder how these buildings are kept up so beautifully.
Tomorrow: a ride on the Seine in the Bateaux Mouches, BUT it is Mother's Day in France AND there is a big demonstration in support of gay marriage in the Place de la Revolution. These two events may cause us to seriously alter our plans.
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