Sept 15 The Jewish Quarter

In the morning we went to our apartment in Le Marais, which was lovely and met the owner Pierre who was very nice.  Walked around with Michael and Julie.  There's a gay quarter there, a Jewish quarter, food, leather and rubber...it's got it all!!

There were lots of froomers (religios) selling etrogs and lulavs (I know that's not the plural, but too bad) for the forthcoming festival of Succoth.  Someone tried to sell an etrog....good try!  I did ask..they are imported from Morocco. 

Later I bought some roasted hazelnuts enrobed with caramel from a Jewish guy.....

il m'a tutoyé tout de suite...c'était sympa...et m'a dit de me calmer, car j'avais l'air énnervé....bien sûr que j'étais énnervé, je n'arrive plus à parler, mes phrases sont saccadées, je trébuche......et LE PIRE...C'est que j'avais des Français qui me répondaient EN ANGLAIS...un véritable cauchemar pour moi.

He addressed me informally (not so common) straight away which was very nice....and told me to calm down as I looked agitated.  Of course I was agitated...I can barely speak, my sentences are broken, I trip up, and the worst thing ever is that I have had French people answering me in English!!  A veritable nightmare for me. (And this is NO JOKE).

We found a VERY VERY busy falafel joint.  There was a long queue and someone came to take our dough (€5.50) whilst in the queue, before receiving the merchandise....."parce que c'est plus rapide"....because it's faster.  There was a second falafel place across the road and the poor bugger had NO ONE!!  Pauvre mec!!  Poor fellow!

Found a place to sit down as I can no longer manage food like that whilst walking, and as chewing is so difficult it takes me at least twice as long (if not three times longer) to eat than when I was well.  Thiis is not an exaggeration.

Later, after Michael and Julie had departed, we went searching for Doug and Lyn who fortuitously were also vising Paris. They are Sandy's parents (our daughter-in-law).  Went to their hotel in Bastille looking for them...no luck and so we left our phone number.

Anyway amazingly the next morning on what was their final day in Paris, we spoke with them and met up at La Place des Vosges dans le Marais at 6.30 pm.  Went to a Thai restaurant and we had a really lovely time together, but sadly forgot to take photos as we got distracted.  I'm a bit mixed up..this was on the 16th after the Eiffel Tower.