Finding out that a bladder thumps an alarm clock when you need to get up on a Sunday morning is truly no that interesting but hay it works. Either way things are slow on Saturday mornings in Paris. In fact I think things are slow almost everywhere on Saturday mornings. Since I misses the word stay in bed day by a week I figured it was time to get up and breakfasty. Well right after I discover the man the myth the legend wallpaper of our friends computer.
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After finding only one rather expensive boulangerie we decided to only get a "tie me over snack" or a croissant (made of yeast dough layered with butter and shaped into it's crescent shape) and a pain au raisin (a variety of the coissant or the pain au chocolate with raisins instead) to last until our pick nick lunch.
Having a few hours to spend we figured it was time to get out of France, it was time to get Chineesified. After all it's definitively a place where there is less relaxing on Sundays. So off we went to Asia, where the bustling is on and the clutter and grit is king. Well actually we just went to the "13e arrondissement" or slight south of place d'Italy. We traveled far and wide and arrived at Tangs original supermarket. It was actually my intention to hit up the shoot off since it's closer but hay a nice stroll through china town ain't a bad thing. After all it might be the most Asian you get to experience in Europe anyway. Although it's quite Chinese and Vietnamese influenced. Partly because of the french Indochina history. In fact so much so that one of the workers had never even heard of Japanese curry...
Either way the 13th is filled with cool and gritty small shops and places which gives a good comparison to other china towns around the world. Maybe china tows are becoming what some people consider hard rock cafe's. A place to visit anywhere you go.
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