The 7th and the 8th of March were all kind of jumbled into one, so I will put it all together here.
On the 7th Sam and I made a point of heading to the Musée d'Orsay before the crowds and lines converged on the converted train station. We wandered past the photograph-like paintings of Rosa Bonheur, the huge paintings by Gustave Courbet and then up and up to the top of the museum.
Later, Remi called and I met him near the bar Sam works in so we could hang out with her while she worked.Candelaria is a speakeasy bar that you get to through a small, unassuming taqueria that opens into a dark, cavern like room filled with mingling people and a long bar that serves the most delicious drinks. I recommend the Ruby Tuesday.
At another late-night bar with crowded stairs and cat hanging out in a corner we made even more friends and drank beers. The insulting guy was there too, plus half the crowd from Candelaria. When Sam arrived it was 4 in the morning and we were still having beers for awhile longer. There was a toast to my birthday that came and went at midnight and then we went home.
Late in the morning we woke up and I was greeted with fresh croissants and my birthday present from Rich that came with me in my suitcase and wasn't to be opened until March 8th.
Sam even baked me cupcakes!