Friday I spent more time with my favorite Apple technician and in the Pompidou.

Saturday morning, Cat and I devised a way for us to get the internet. With 10-meter long cords we are able to connect our laptops to the router. Hopefully when la madame returns from her vacation she won't notice them snaking through her foyer.

Saturday afternoon I went out on some errands and spent about six hours reading Les Misérables in the Pause Café. Two hundred pages later, I took a long walk through the Bastille and Marais quartiers, whistling an improvisational march until exhaustion took hold of my feet and cheeks.

I took the Metro home, but not without stopping for my daily Nutella crêpe.