Paris 2019, Day 5

Another lazy, rainy day.  Supposed to experience a high temp of 39 degrees.  Yes, Barb, it's mighty cold here in December!

After our usual breakfast (today my egg was perfect!) we decided to visit the street everyone raves about and is the star of Instagram.  Rue Cremieux.  Okay, it's a cute street but nothing like was I had envisioned.

The street is blocked at each end, you can only ride your bike or scooter to your home.  These tiny homes (I understand that they are all one bedroom residences) are colorfully painted with lush trees and greenery along the sidewalk; the owners obviously take pride in their little lane.

As we walked down the lane we approached this:

How much fun the painters must have had!

As you see, it's a short lane but so sweet.  We did not stand in front of a door and take a selfie which the neighbors find abhorrent and have petitioned the city to put gates on either end of the street to stop the tourists from doing just that.  So I'm glad we got to see it before we were locked out.  The few people on the street this morning were walking down the center, politely taking pictures but not peering into windows or interfering with the residence's privacy.

This street is so sweet, even the closed restaurant windows are beautifully painted:

Back on the Metro to window shop in our neighborhood.  Hello, it's Sunday and everything is closed.  No matter, we can still look at the real estate ads in the windows.  One bedroom flats are around 1 to 1.5 million euros!  Nope, can't afford to live here.

So back to the room for a cup of tea and rest up.

I checked Amazon for this tea.  No dice.  Lori!  Mommy wants!  I swipe a few from the breakfast room every morning to have in the room during the day/evening.  Sure warms my bones.

Decided not to take the hop on/hop off bus tonight as it's just too darned cold.  We'll take the metro to Trocadero to see the Eiffel Tower all lit up and whatever else we can see.

My father had a saying: "It was colder than a witches tit."  Now how he knew how to compare the weather to a witches anatomy is beyond me, but by golly after tonight I tend to agree with him.  Sharon and I have been wearing our scarves around the neck, leaving our ears unprotected.  Until tonight.  I would never have survived the open air bus (our original plan), it's currently 38 degrees, brutally cold.  We stood at the Trocadero for only a few minutes then it was time to go back to our neighborhood for Vietnamese food (a restaurant two doors from our hotel). 

 

It was just beautiful from across the Seine.  Neither of us had ever seen it lit up at night, quite the scene!

So nice to get back to our neighborhood and have a delightful meal with our warm hotel just right over there!  Time to settle in.  Pleasant dreams, more tomorrow!