9/14/12 - 9/14/12 67 °F
"Right now," Coco's favorite number is 10. Wonder if that has anything to do with the fact that she is 10. Anyone who knows Coco knows that she is affable, quick to please, extremely helpful and laid back. Henry can generally be described as the opposite. They have a lot of common traits but plenty of interesting differences. So far on this trip, Coco has been at times uncharacteristically difficult and unwavering. I think it's all the changes, time zones and no Papa. Henry on the other hand has still been an OCD handful at times but he has really risen to the challenges of travel in ways I was hoping for but wasn't sure he'd achieve. I am proud of both of them. Coco putting some defenses up, looking for normalcy and Henry being an excellent team player.
Of course, Henry just said, "I am not leaving this apartment tomorrow." But, that's just Henry being his contrarian self in advance of any stated plans. He's called shot gun on saying he does not want to do x, y or z. But, he'll come around and we'll have fun.
After school, we found a place where I could print out tickets to some museums we'll go to next week. We have wifi in the apartment but no printer. This was a huge subterranean room with hundreds of computers, no "cafe" aspect to it at all. I had no idea French keyboards would be different! I had to buy extra time just because it took me 5 minutes to find the period and another 5 to figure out how to get the @ to appear.
We then made our way north to meet up with Guillaume, a friend of Don's who's studying in Paris. Early (!), we got postcards and sat in a cafe, with a massive meringue and other goodies, while listening to an accordionist charm tourists under a nice big tree. Guillaume ended up giving us a wonderful tour of Monmartre, Sacre Coeur and the surrounding area, including a woody descent down the hill to the Moulin Rouge and then to Pigalle, where we had a drink in the cafe made famous by the movie Amelie. I thought we were just meeting to say hi (we'd met before, at a crepe place on 14th Street when we were planning the trip), but that it turned into a great neighborhood tour with an ADULT TO TALK TO was super. Merci Guillaume!
We took the metro home and still ended up logging almost 15,000 steps on my pedometer. Scrambled eggs for dinner, showers for the kiddies, journal writing and kids in bed by 10 (sort of). We have GOT to get our schedule in order! Or, do we?