I don't know what's scarier, the fact that I'm using a French keyboard or the fact that I'm typing on a British keyboard that's set to the French typeset, which means I'm typing by memory basically. And not doing too bad I might add.

Another rainy day in Paris. We decided that the weather would not deter us from sight-seeing, so we set off for the Ile de la Cité, the island in the Seine River on which Paris was born and where Notre Dame and Saint Chapelle are located. Although it was crappppy out, we found refuge inside Notre Dame, which I might add is GORGEOUS. We stayed for mass and I was pretty excited to take communion (bragging rights, holla!). A good hour, hour and a half was spent inside before we braved the weather and visted the dozens of souvenir shops right by there. I also had my first Parisian crepe. Yum!

After that, we strolled around the island before we went back to our hostel to dry off. After a brief jaunt on the internet, we decided that our last adventure would be to Sacré-Coeur and the souvenir shops that are scattered around its base. Colin chose to take the stairs aaaall the way up to the top, but I, the ever sensible and somewhat lazy one, took the incline. The view from the top was unbelievable. Montmartre is definitely on a huge hill. Paris looked so tiny from the top. We went inside and gazed at the beautiful artwork and the architecture. Definitely a gorgeous church. A great end to a rainy day.

Now I must go and tend to Colin, who is being his usual neurotic self and complaining that the patch he bought for his bag in Paris is bigger than the one he bought in London. Get ready, Mrs. McAndrew, I'm sure he'll need you to do some sewing when he gets home.

Love to all!