We walked in without warning (They didn't know we were coming) and within seconds the Great Organ of St. Sulpice cranked up! This is no ordinary Pipe Organ. It is one of the grandest in all the world and we arrived just in time for Organ Practice. So, if you've never heard a Great Organ really wind it up get out there, buy a ticket to Paris, and come listen to this baby. There is nothing that quite compares to one of these monsters being wound up tight by a master keyboardist.(Remember, I've been to a Bobby Seger Concert) Really, just go buy the tickets. We're here till the end of the month. You can't stay with us, but we'll show you where the organ is. BTW, this is he church where Victor Hugo got Married, just in case you're wondering about that. I know I was.
Dinner, as with all dinners in Paris, was outstanding. The most notable thing was the (Wait for it . . . ) the Dessert! It was a giant wedge of what we used to call, "Victorias" (Actually we still call them that) . . .basically, it is CHOCOLATE! What more do you need to say? Okay, it is in a pastry crust thingee, but that is really unnecessary as the Chocolate is all that matters. You should look it up and try it. If you can't find the recipe email me when we get home.
Now we are returned from our wanderings and promising to be nicer to ourselves tomorrow. We're thinking the Canal Saint Martin. Duane is still thinking that Sunday would be a grand day to climb the North Tower of Notre Dame, but he's probably wrong. If those bells go off while he's up there his hearing is ruined forever!
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