{"id":934,"date":"2011-11-10T20:25:02","date_gmt":"2011-11-11T01:25:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/?p=934"},"modified":"2013-09-15T18:59:33","modified_gmt":"2013-09-15T23:59:33","slug":"71499-day-6-bastille-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/?p=934","title":{"rendered":"7\/14\/99 Day 6 “Bastille Day”"},"content":{"rendered":"

[A continuation of my travel diary from when I went to Europe in 1999. Whenever it happens to be July 14th, I comment to those around me, “Hey, it’s Bastille Day,” and they look at me like I’m nuts. No one around here knows what that is. Thanks to the Parisians, I bloody well know. — Present-day Carrie]<\/em><\/p>\n

And here I am, riding down the streets of Paris. We’re heading back to the hotel (which is oodles better than the one in London, but not so good of a location) for a while, then back into the city for the festivities. Bastille Day is France’s equivalent to our July 4th. Earlier today we saw Notre Dame. When I get home I’m gonna watch the Hunchback of Notre Dame again cause they drew the church really well. I recognized some of the stained glass windows & such; it was weird. We also went all over Paris w\/ this tour guide (*unintelligible* pointing out stuff, but I was dead asleep most of the time. Saw the Arc de Triomphe real quick, & we got out to take pictures of the Tour d Eiffel (Eiffel Tower). Hope the picture came out.<\/p>\n

Then we got to walk around a bit. Went to some cafe shop thing, & that was the best cafe au lait I have ever had.<\/p>\n

Steven and I also shared a rich chocolately ice cream thing. The food here is better than London, but London is so much easier to walk around in. I could be a Londoner. These French people are a little (ha!) bit ruder.<\/p>\n

The Sacre Coeur<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n

Inside Notre Dame<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n

A bit more Notre Dame<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n

Proof I was there<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n

Dancing street musicians<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n

Metro Map<\/a> (bigger)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[A continuation of my travel diary from when I went to Europe in 1999. Whenever it happens to be July 14th, I comment to those around me, “Hey, it’s Bastille Day,” and they look at me like I’m nuts. No one around here knows what that is. Thanks to the Parisians, I bloody well know. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,11,3,5,25],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/934"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=934"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/934\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":970,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/934\/revisions\/970"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=934"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=934"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=934"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}