On Tuesday, Robert and Kathy went back to the Consulate to get a new passport. All went well until Kathy was called back up to the window and was informed the "machine" was broken and since her departure was not imminent, could she come back on Wed. Not wanting to piss off the Gov't, we agreed. She also asked the name of Kathy's stepson, which totally threw her for a loop, until she finally remembered she had one.
Off to lunch again Robert and Kathy went. Flush from her victory in going to the top of the Eiffel Tower, Kathy ordered "andouillette" for lunch - must be sausage. Well, in the words of the waiter, the sausage consists of "piggy" parts - no grinding up - literally, the parts. Kathy could not eat it at all. Good thing it came with pommes frites or she would have starved.
Robert and Kathy went off to the Musee D'Orsay, which holds art work from the late 19th century until the early 20th century, most prominently the Impressionests and boy, was Kathy impressed.
We then went to the Marais section of Paris for drinks and then bed - way tired of
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