Craig did it again! We had an 11:20 train to catch….no need for a wake-up call….but when we woke, the sun was streaming through the window. I asked him what time it was….he checked his watch and told me it was 8:00 am! We had to shower, pack and get to the Gard du Nord…..would we still have time for one last coffee at Cafe du Marche?
I flew out of bed, showered, dressed and had started packing when I looked up at the television. According to CNN, it was 6:30! Two hours off, Craig? TWO HOURS? (Note to self: take watch away from Craig at bedtime).
Well, we certainly had enough time for breakfast at Cafe du Marche, so we put packing aside, walked across the street and ordered two cafe cremes, two croissants, two orange juices and one ham and cheese omelette (omelettes, usually a lunch or dinner item, are available here in the morning…..one of the perks of staying in an area that sees a lot of tourists).
It was still early…..as we sipped our coffee, we watched the sleepy street come to life…..trucks delivering fresh fish, the yeasty aroma of bread baking at the boulangerie, the street cleaner washing off yesterday’s remnants, men in nearby market stalls pushing carts of their colorful fruits and vegetables out to the street. Soon, other coffee seekers found the welcoming bistro tables and early morning shoppers were deciding what tonight’s dinner would be. All too soon, it was time to finish our packing and leave this city that enchants and capitaves us each time we meet her.
A taxi to the train station, a train through the heartland of France and, by 4:00 pm, we were in our car headed toward Chateau Miaou. Felix, as always, was sitting on his tower. Louis XIV had Versailles and Felix has his tower…..symbols of power. He stared past us as we gathered his belongings but willingly went into the carry case for the ride home. His soft “mews” on the ride home told us he was happy to see us.
The ruts in the lane leading to the cottage were water-filled…..it had rained heavily while we were gone…..it was a good week to be in Paris.
“I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year”