So here we are steaming into the City of Lights on the RER. Four dozy-eyed travellers smacking it out down to Beaune.
Yesterday the three girls went shopping, while I put on my dancing shoes and headed off to try to find our 2001 apartement. Certain landmarks I remember - cathedral, tram line and narrow ally ("gasse"). Managed to find it (quite different atmospherics without the piles of snow) and then looked for a place to take lunch.
Around the corner from the pension is a little student cafe of sorts and in I went. The menu of the day was cauliflower soup. Sounded good and just what I needed. "How much is the soup?", I asked. "Depends on how much you think it is worth", replied Das Madchen. "How much do other people pay?", I arksed her. "I cannot tell you that; it would influence your decision". "What is the AVERAGE PRICE someone might pay?" And so on ... In the end I took the soup and paid 3 euros. Quite nice cauliflower soup, if you ask me!