the eye, searching

the eye, upon us

the sidewalks alternate meat stores with fruit et legume stores every ten steps

then there was this tall guy who was maybe a woman?

this is the shot i saw in my head when we first spotted him/her

then we got slightly lost, because i think every arc is l’arc de triomphe

i am 3 for 3 on my meals abroad, much to Elise’s fascination

This waiter had no patience for our French, which only served to make Elise more persistent. he asked us if we wanted “water with ____.” Elise assumed it to be ice (“glace”), but the only ice cubes we’ve seen here have been supporting said piles of meat, so I correctly determined he had said “gas.” She said “oui, avec,” I said “no, without.” And, see, he subconsciously obeyed the request made en francais, and thus we wound up with an expensive bottle of lukewarm, gassy water instead of the free bottle of lukewarm, tap water I was looking forward to.