Pippa Rea

Pippa's Journey with a Brain Tumour

Frogs Legs & Snails

We couldn’t come to Paris without trying frogs legs and snails! Pippa thought frogs legs tasted just like chicken and snails don’t have much flavor at all but their texture is perhaps a bit like mushrooms. We went to a very authentic restaurant in the Latin Quarter near Notre Dame and of course the restaurateur was completely captivated with Pippa.

On our last day we took Libby around a few of our favourite local streets, just wandering like we had done some many times before and taking in all that Paris is.  We included a stop by the infamous ice cream shop and stocked up on some really lovely souvenirs from gorgeous little shops in Isle St Louis.

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Saturday saw us take in a few of  our advised must do “tips”

The first was to head along Rue Montorgueil, Foodie heaven and just a short walk from our apartment.  I could have literally spent all day eating my way from one end of the street to the other!  There were so many patisseries and we sampled as instructed the infamous eclair chocolate from Stohrer, but there was fruits, cheeses, salads, seafood, produce and of course cafes.  I think I might have to sneak back……..it is after all, just around the corner…….sort of!!!!

Next we headed off to Montmartre and Sacre Couer again.  Secretly I was cursing Melanie because we had already been up there on Tuesday and as I stood at the bus stop in the hot sun having reluctantly dragged myself away from Rue Montorgueil, I was doubtful.  Melanie had told us about the freestyle soccer performer  at Sacre Coure and it had been backed up by Claire and Russ but he wasn’t there on Tuesday.  The hill is a hard climb for Pippa, but there he was, sitting on the concrete pillar stretching and “psyching” himself up.  In the hot sun on the asphalt we waited, probably for 40 minutes; I doubted again, thinking this guy is full of himself.  Then he performed………….Wow!  Then he went up the lamp pole……….

Incredible, Talented, Extrodinary!


We finished the day coming back via our neighbouring Place des Vosges – beautiful, tranquil yet bustling, art, music and very Parisian.


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