Ever hear the one about the man who needed to fax something but couldn’t find an internet cafe near his wife’s therapist so he booked a room on the Champs Elysee JUST TO USE THE BUSINESS CENTER since it was for guests only?
Yeah. That would be my husband.
In all fairness, I wasn’t feeling well after our appointment and the thought of not having to stand on the Metro for twenty minutes appealed to me. Plus, Bug had errands in that neighborhood later in the day, so in a not-so-sensical way, it made sense to just stay in a hotel for the night.
However, we had no clothes or toiletries and I think the staff thought we were either 1. Insane; or 2. Illicit lovers. They kept giving me knowing smiles and laughing at us. The business center host, upon seeing us return after she shoo’d us away because we weren’t guests, actually stared at Bug slack jawed when he flashed her the room key. So, yes, it was slightly insane, but Bug was able to fax his forms and I got to watch the cringe-worthy Young Adult on pay-per-view while he was out. Even better, he returned with macarons for me, so all-in-all, it was a win
Today, instead of going straight home, we meandered around satisfying our mutual love of jewelry and watches. Dear God, where has the Rue de la Paix been all my life? Seriously, Panerai, Van Clef & Arpels, Tiffany, Cartier…it was sparkly sensory overload, but I somehow managed to get through it and pick out a ring I loved. Only problem is that it has to be shipped from Germany or something because no one in France carries the size or color I want.
As we wandered around, I became more aware that I had lived in this dress for about thirty-six hours and quite possibly smelled terrible despite showering. Plus, at this point, the dress may have very well been able to walk around on its own. Still, for a 7 euro H&M dress, I have to say, it held up very well. Didn’t bag out or lose its shape.
And because it’s awesome: A giant macaron.
Tomorrow, I think I may drag Bug on a tour of the Opera or the Catacombs since I need to do a little research for my next book. Good money he picks the Opera