We had a dentist appointment today, just to get our rhythm for Paris back. Only one problem though, Deb has another upper-respiratory issue like the one she returned from the U.S. with in December. Likely a combination of dry airplane air and a host of coughing passengers, whatever it was she's got drainage in her head and coughing fits. So we cancelled her appointment, but I went ahead with mine. Hopefully I won't break another tooth while I'm here, it's getting expensive but of course not as expensive as the U.S.
I went over and got the temporary crown and then went for a walk in the neighborhood around where the dentist is located. He's very near Parc Monceau, so I went to see if the third sculpture that we missed on our last trip was still there, but no luck. I had lunch in a small brasserie in the area, a good saute of duck in pappardelle pasta, followed by a pear tarte. After lunch I started looking for a place to buy chicken broth for Deb but it doesn't seem to exist in Paris. All I can find is bouillon cubes which seem to be close to 50% salt and that just won't work.
On the way back on the bus I realized that I had a good opportunity to go over to the Canal St. Martin and see what the drained canal looked like. I read that they were finding all sorts of things in the canal, bikes, bedsprings, motor scooters, bottles, etc. I have to say that it is absolutely true, it makes me sad to see so much junk in the mud at the bottom of the canal. I would guess that if a person stole a bike for a ride home and didn't want to be caught they might throw it in the canal. Perhaps a person couldn't afford the motor scooter they bought, so they throw it in the canal and report it stolen and let insurance take care of the fallout, I don't know. The strangest thing I saw was a piece of construction
equipment used for packing down small areas of asphalt, like on a bike path. Now who's gonna leave that in the canal? I may go further down another day, but today in just about 2 bridges I saw enough junk to fill a bunch of dump trucks. Parisians should be ashamed of this, but ...!
Oh I almost forgot, the inflatable Tyrannosaurus, that had to have been tossed in after the canal was drained.
We had a dentist appointment today, just to get our rhythm for Paris back. Only one problem though, Deb has another upper-respiratory issue like the one she returned from the U.S. with in December. Likely a combination of dry airplane air and a host of coughing passengers, whatever it was she's got drainage in her head and coughing fits. So we cancelled her appointment, but I went ahead with mine. Hopefully I won't break another tooth while I'm here, it's getting expensive but of course not as expensive as the U.S.
I went over and got the temporary crown and then went for a walk in the neighborhood around where the dentist is located. He's very near Parc Monceau, so I went to see if the third sculpture that we missed on our last trip was still there, but no luck. I had lunch in a small brasserie in the area, a good saute of duck in pappardelle pasta, followed by a pear tarte. After lunch I started looking for a place to buy chicken broth for Deb but it doesn't seem to exist in Paris. All I can find is bouillon cubes which seem to be close to 50% salt and that just won't work.
On the way back on the bus I realized that I had a good opportunity to go over to the Canal St. Martin and see what the drained canal looked like. I read that they were finding all sorts of things in the canal, bikes, bedsprings, motor scooters, bottles, etc. I have to say that it is absolutely true, it makes me sad to see so much junk in the mud at the bottom of the canal. I would guess that if a person stole a bike for a ride home and didn't want to be caught they might throw it in the canal. Perhaps a person couldn't afford the motor scooter they bought, so they throw it in the canal and report it stolen and let insurance take care of the fallout, I don't know. The strangest thing I saw was a piece of construction
equipment used for packing down small areas of asphalt, like on a bike path. Now who's gonna leave that in the canal? I may go further down another day, but today in just about 2 bridges I saw enough junk to fill a bunch of dump trucks. Parisians should be ashamed of this, but ...! 
Oh I almost forgot, the inflatable Tyrannosaurus, that had to have been tossed in after the canal was drained.
I'm sorry to hear that Deb is under the weather again! I prescribe lots of rest and a massage. :)
ReplyDeleteJust one of the hazards of travelling in winter on a plane, there was a woman in the next row who was coughing the entire length of the flight
ReplyDeleteJust one of the hazards of travelling in winter on a plane, there was a woman in the next row who was coughing the entire length of the flight
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