So we grabbed a bit to eat at Le Chef, a tiny cafe / diner near our hotel. The waiter / owner? served us our food (very good) and then proceeded to wander around the room periodically shouting WELCOME out the window when people passed by.
We then meandered to a small bar, that someone would later label parisian. It was painted mustard yellow and the lights were dimmed and we quickly heard Jhonny Cash, Dylan, and the Band in succesion. The drinks were pretty cheap and it was fun to go to a bar... its been a while.
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