Being my second to last weekend, I decided to go into town and spend the day with Zoe. I might see her next weekend too, but just in case, I made sure to see her before I leave. I got in a little after 12pm and we just decided to walk without a destination in mind. She was in need of a new pair of flats, so we walked into countless shoe stores looking for a pair of plain, brown flats. Simple right? Wrong. I find this is always the case. Whenever I am searching for plain shoes, they always come with some terrible embellishment. And when you do find the right ones, they are the wrong size or 8x what I'm willing to pay. The sales are back on in France, but we had no luck when it came to flats.
We stopped for lunch and both got big salads paired with cold beers. After 2 hours of walking, and more to come, it was the perfect lunch. After lunch, we walked a bit more until we found a store and both bought Cokes and went to sit on a bench in a park. Much smarter than paying the 4 euros in the restaurant. After the Coke stop, we found our way to a couple more shoes stores, and there they were. No, not plain, brown flats. Royal blue, suede, heels. It was love at first sight, for me that is. Top it off with a 60% off sticker and the decision was made. I can think of one person in particular who is rolling their eyes at this moment, thinking I don't need new shoes. But as Zoe pointed out, they are a functional souvenir of my time in France. No buyers remorse for me. A couple of stores later and Zoe had herself a new pair of flats as well. Very successful 10 minutes of shoes shopping. We sat on a bench and put our new shoes on for the rest of the afternoon.
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| View from the bench |
We got on the Metro and parted ways. I headed to the movies to see if there was anything showing at a convenient time. Transformers 3 it is. I'm obviously pretty into movies in general, but big action movies, in the theater, are hard to beat. Just reminds me that in less than 2 weeks, I get to sit in a theater in Houston, Texas, watching the final installment of the greatest series ever. I totally own my dorkyness*.
*For the record, nothing about HP is dorky. But I have found there are some in the world, who incorrectly disagree with me. Just covering my bases.
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