On Friday, the sun came out.
This was a rare opportunity to walk around without freezing, wear sunglasses (which have been taking up precious real-estate in my purse to now), and actually enjoy Paris.
My perfect day began when I realized that it was my last day to wake up and be alone. David will arrive Saturday. I attempted to go to the Gobelins Tapestry factory to find that is was closed to visitors on Fridays. Perfect! I can come back with David next week.
Then I went to the Galleries Lafayette fashion show. This was an item on my list so I got to scratch one off. I was trying to kill time before the show so i had lunch on the 6th floor of the GL. I sat down, looked past a French man reading a newspaper story about soccer (headline, front page) out the window to see the Eiffel Tower. I was drinking some red wine thinking how much my sister, Judy, would have had in Paris, in this moment, and “Hey, Jude” began playing on my earbuds. Perfect.
At the GL fashion show, I didn’t have reservations so they asked me to take a seat in the back of the room in the dark. I was happy to do that but when the show was about to begin they had me move to the front. I was a “seat-filler”! Yeah! Perfect.
I went to see the Eiffel Tower. First time during this trip I’ve gone in the daytime. I had noticed this before but had not paused to consider how incredible it is: There are two life-sized plastic(?) football players on the dock of the Seine before you board the boats, only two. One is an Oklahoma University player and one is a Texas Longhorns player. This annual football rivalry game is only important in the Midwestern U.S. And David is a University of Oklahoma graduate.
I bought a ticket and boarded the boat seconds before it departed. I snapped a photo of the ol’ girl with my feet in the photo (it’s a thing David and I do, photos of our feet with famous backdrops). For some reason, though it was the same boat we took with Marsha and Brb, the route had changed. I got to see the Statue of Liberty copy with the Eiffel Tower next to it. Also perfect.
But, by far the most perfect part of my day was meeting a little poodle named Samira who was on the rooftop terrace of the Galleries Lafayette, soaking up the sun rays and gazing at the view of the Eiffel Tower. Absolutely perfect!