woke up far too late – jet lag really messing with my head. basically woke up around 6-7pm – don’t really remember, except K still had fever and we weren’t sure how high is it. i got her a thermometer, and turns out the fever was still ~38.6 i think. freaking high. (that’s european i.e. celcius for you american peeps). she went back to sleep and got out while there was daylight – even at 9pm!!
took some photos (nothing yet to post, not the right laptop for processing – no apps on this thing). louvre was bathed in a golden sunset light; people in love walking around everywhere. i missed tim very much. it was really quite weird – i walked around louvre area, crossed the street, and went back into louvre, passing by the same places luke (friend from DA) and i walked 5 years ago. i remember the first time i saw the pyramids i actually had tears in my eyes – it was such a epic moment in my life. walking in the same alleyway as i entered the courtyard first, saxophone playing, was a really pleasant experience.
after walking around some, i decided that its getting closer to 10 and i should eat something. (yes, that’s pretty late, but jetlag and the late daylight REALLY does mess with you head!). kept on walking until i found a place that wasn’t too empty, too busy, and had no “we speak english” on the menu. thankfully they took my (10:30, very late) order – salad and steak, delicious! and of course, a “quartier” – no idea how much it really was, but a small jug-like – of beaujoulais wine. tasty, happy. ate my dinner, read my book, and chatted a bit with some nice people in the tables near me. nothing special and yet so amazingly special.
eventually it was time to go – 11pm, it was getting dark. i took my sweet time stumbling back over the night parisian streets – people hanging out. i think jetlag helped me not freak out that i was walking by myself at what essentially ended up being 1am. when i reached out apartment, i found another open bar, sat for about 30 minutes more drinking more wine and reading my book, and then back to sleep.
or so i thought. the computer/jetlag meant i fell asleep at 6am, and woke up at 12pm. not so bad all things considered (i.e., well, falling asleep at 6am).