My First Sunday Morning in Paris

I am almost recovered from Jetlag, so I woke up at around 8:00 AM this morning and opened the windows of my Apartment (Motel 6 Room). That seems to be the first or second thing people in Paris do. I'm not quite sure what the first thing really is or the order, but I know for sure opening the windows is either first or second.

So I opened the window and in came a nice cool breeze...so I took a picture of it..

A Nice Cool Morning Breeze

Then I decided to shower and go to the Sunday Market. I took a few pictures to capture the experience of "Just Living" in Paris....my motto: "Just Live..." My only comment about the market, is, why do they leave the doggone heads on the chickens? (see below). I mean really... do the French fry the chicken heads, eyes, beak and all?...something just doesn't seem right about it...

Walking Past the Garden Behind my Apartment Room at Motel 6

The Market

Then there are the meats, the doggone chickens...WHY?

I'll take that one that comes with no head or neck...Merci!

After seeing the meat market, I decided to go to the supermarket instead. I bought some cleaning supplies, Mr Clean (Mr Propre), dish detergent, hand soap, orange juice and some milk for my coffee for my Motel 6 Room called an apartment.

The Supermarket Checkout...No Interrogation! (if you remember that blog)

Have a Nice Sunday Afternoon...I smell chicken...