These boots were made for walkin’. And that’s just what they did.

Wonder Chien and I covered some Paris ground today.  It was sunny and cold- the perfect combination for walking and taking pictures.  This afternoon we explored Victor Hugo, a lovely, tree-lined street dotted with pricey boutiques and an occasional chocolate shop.  After dinner we walked across the Champs-Elysees and down Matignon, the street with the wonderful fashion windows. The night was clear, with a big fat moon shining down on all the Christmas decorations.  Yeah, I dug Paris today.

Pretty elaborate decorations for a small, gourmet grocery store...

And these are pretty elaborate pastries, oui? Personally, I would rather have a warm cinnamon sugar doughnut from Shipleys.

I know, I know- you have seen this street before--but it's just so darn pretty I can't help myself.

Glamor in the Ralph Lauren window- just the thing for that office party!

"What's in the Bonpoint window these days, Kate?" you ask? Just this little pig-tailed girl opening up a doll for Christmas!

That big white ball to the left of the tree is the moon. Freakin' awesome.

I am feeling kind of bad about one element of my day.  Two people stopped and asked me directions today, and I sent both of them in the absolute wrong direction.  I wish I could say it was a language problem.  Nope- I understood them perfectly, and I could respond using all the right words, but sending them the wrong way.  I can’t help it.  I was born this way.  I just hope they don’t hunt me down in my dreams tonight.  Angry Parisians are downright scary.

So tomorrow I have an appointment for my physical exam, which will allow me to get my “permit” to live here.  I have heard quite a few ex-pat tales of these appointments, and I am a tiny bit apprehensive.  I hope it will be a non-event, but if there is a story to tell, you will read it here, my friends.  No pictures, though.  No way.