Falafels in the Marais

Totally pooped out from an afternoon run at the Tuileries ***WHERE I PAID 40 cents TO USE LES TOILETTES*** After packing, Enyi, Samira, and I went to the Marais to buy Samira's host gifts and grab some food: Jewish Falafel style. Since everything in Paris/France is closed on Fridays, only the Jewish districts are completely open. It was a busy area full of kosher markets, jewish bookstores, cafes, jewish boulangeries and patisseries, and falafel restaurants. Now Enyi and I are back at the hotel; but having already checked out, we have our laptops out to kill time until 6pm when the program advisors will give us cab fare and send us off with our luggage to our respective Madames! After last night, I feel like I crested a small hump in my French so I celebrate. Super trooper tired right now. I'm definitely out of shape since the beginning of the program. While I feel my walking endurance and muscles are in peak condition now, my long distance and running endurance seems to have dissipated in the last two weeks. Terrible. Terrible like the wifi and internet.