Masters of the Universe... (He-Man)

Sunday Will, Matt and myself went to one of the street markets that Will used to work at when he was younger. It reminded me a little bit of New Orleans and a flea market mix. There was all sorts of small little shops with cheap clothing and bartering going on around every corner. The massive amounts of people strolling through the little shops made it quite different to manuever quickly.

After parking Will's huge Landrover, we walked up to a little snack shop. Will was the celebrity of the streets, as we rolled through everyone stopped to speak to him. At the little snack shop, Will knew the owner and his wife. We had a crepe and a drink, and then walked around. The find of the day was without a doubt a Green He-man t-shirt I spotted in the top of a little corner shop hanging in the open air of the streets. I stopped Matt and Will who had walked ahead and we took a look at it. It looked like a cartoonized Matty P and Will had to buy it for him. (Note... French people are generally smaller then Americans....probably due to walking All the time...so the smallest shirts you can find are probably XL which is a tight XL)

We then stopped at a little cafe that had a jazz band playing. The music was just like being in the streets in New Orleans and you start putting together the pieces of French culture in America. It was fun and relaxing. I like good jazz music, made me think of Doc Osborne for some reason. We drank some chaud vin... translation HOT WINE. It was really warming and delicious. They had some fruits at the bottom that you could eat as well. I think it's really a good/ different taste for a cold day. Afterwards we walked back to the cafe with Will's friends and just talked for a bit.

While on the way to the outdoor markets, Caroline invited us over to dinner at her place. We went over after some funny story swaping conversation and some useful metro manuvering advice. We arrived at her apartment and met Hillarey and Jerome, roomates. The apartment was absolutely gorgeous. They really lucked out. It's big for American standards...again things are smaller in France, definitely smaller then TEXAS!!!

It was situated right across from a local church. As we walked up the bells were ringing in an out of tune, out of sequence style...which reminded me of spending Christmas in San Francisco for the bowl game and hearing the bells ringing before having to get ready for practice. They fixed us an American meal, which I have to say is always a delighted change of pace. Cheeseburgers fries and a vegetable casserole. When your in the land of delicious desserts, you might as well stick with that. We had a strawberry tart and there were chocolate almonds. The almonds however looked like blue marble stones, maybe used for decoration. At first instinct I picked one up thinking it was chocolate. After putting it closer to my eyes, I decided against eating it because I thought it was a rock. Then someone told me it was chocolate and ok to eat. I had this really confused look on my face that can only mumble the words "ohhhh...."

Hillarey had lived in Texas and it was good to talk to someone who missed Tex-Mex as much as myself. We talked about tortillas and how they are not the same here....which to me makes no sense because their bread is REALLY freakin' good, so if they made tortillas it would be good too.. c'est la vie. But overall it was really pleasant and I appreciated their hospitality. Afterwards they went to see a movie...Twilight I think.. but we being football players wanted to hurry home to catch the game. It turned in to a pretty fun debate on why we should/should not go. Kind of reminded me of the good old days of arguing with Justin just for fun, or just to be right. Like General Patton would say - You're never beaten until you admit it.

We made it back in time for both games and had an overall great day. Larry Fitzgerald is a beast! So glad we decided to get up and going after the American party!