So, I met an Apolytoner for the first time today. That's Boris Godunov, who's paying a little visit to my city, and who arrived yesterday.
We met today at 10.30 at Saint Michel (also with Matt, a friend of his), from where we went to the Notre Dame cathedral. During our visit of the hunchback's home, we noticed with amusement how modern the confessionals have become (isolated yet transparent offices, it really felt like people going to the banker's
), and at the size of the organs. Also, the modern and flashy machines intended at getting tourist money looked kind out of place IMHO.
After that, a short hike to the Sainte Chapelle, where the queue was too long for us to bother with. Boris seemed interested with the monument though, so he may come back there later.
Then, a quite long walk to the Pantheon, including a little hike by the Sorbonne, just to flaunt where Pol Pot did study
At the Pantheon, we entered, and saw with amazement Foucault's pendulum (a long wire that is weighted at the bottom, and attached at the top of the dome, thus moving alone with the Earth's rotation). We also saw the graves of the French Republic's heroes from the last two centuries.
After that, we were beginning to be hungry, and thus we begun the hunt for a nice place to eat. After a very long walk that brought us to Odéon, then to Chatelet, and finally to Le Marais, we ended up in the sandwich shop where I often ate a few years ago, when I was student in the vicinity.
As we were in Le Marais (the gay quarter of Paris), it was clear Boris and his friend were going to know the area better than me thanks to their guide books
So we decided to walk to the central "mall" of Paris, in Les Halles, before heading to the Opera Garnier, the very Opera where Boris Godunov (the actual piece) shined the most outside of Russia 
There, they had the unique opportunity to see a genuine French protest, just like in the books
It was the sports teachers, complaining about the clear cuts the government is planning in sports education. The tone was rather joyful, and it's the first protest ever where I see everybody playing sports
Unfortunately, the Opera was closed because of the protest, and Boris was quite pissed 
We finished our tour of Paris in a music store next to the Opera. Boris found a few musical pieces of interest, but it was way too expansive for him. I also tried to introduce his friend to the French new wave, but he didn't like it enough to buy any CDs.
At 16.00, we parted. A good meet, and a good walk
We met today at 10.30 at Saint Michel (also with Matt, a friend of his), from where we went to the Notre Dame cathedral. During our visit of the hunchback's home, we noticed with amusement how modern the confessionals have become (isolated yet transparent offices, it really felt like people going to the banker's

After that, a short hike to the Sainte Chapelle, where the queue was too long for us to bother with. Boris seemed interested with the monument though, so he may come back there later.
Then, a quite long walk to the Pantheon, including a little hike by the Sorbonne, just to flaunt where Pol Pot did study

After that, we were beginning to be hungry, and thus we begun the hunt for a nice place to eat. After a very long walk that brought us to Odéon, then to Chatelet, and finally to Le Marais, we ended up in the sandwich shop where I often ate a few years ago, when I was student in the vicinity.
As we were in Le Marais (the gay quarter of Paris), it was clear Boris and his friend were going to know the area better than me thanks to their guide books


There, they had the unique opportunity to see a genuine French protest, just like in the books



We finished our tour of Paris in a music store next to the Opera. Boris found a few musical pieces of interest, but it was way too expansive for him. I also tried to introduce his friend to the French new wave, but he didn't like it enough to buy any CDs.
At 16.00, we parted. A good meet, and a good walk

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