Day 17

Since this was the day right after the Brussels all day event, we slept in quite a bit extra, and our feet were sore so we didn't feel like doing much. Still, we somehow mustered up the energy to walk over to Ile St Louis for some of the best ice cream in the world - that's right, folks: Berthillon, round three. I tried the grapefruit this time, which was lovely, but my second scoop was cherry, still their best flavor in my opinion. Kyle had pistachio and white chocolate. 

After, we cruised the Ile, and around Les Halles a bit. I planned to cook some ratatouille with the vegetables we bought at Marche Enfants Rouges a couple days ago, so we picked up a fresh baguette. There are two women who work at our corner bakery, and it's always one or the other or both of them there. One lady doesn't seem too nice, but the younger girl there knows us (and our typical order!) by now. :) 

The ratatouille was great, possibly my best batch yet. After dinner we went downstairs to the restaurant/bar that's practically right below us, since they have live music on Thursdays. We got some drinks and listened to the jazz trio for a while, which was fun. I felt more like locals today than any other day so far. It was nice to just enjor our time, and relax in the city. 

-Steph