Pigeon Watch 2011 Continued

So I arrived back in Paris last night around 11.30 PM...or 23.30. 

I am still not used to military time but I arrived back safely and it was a good trip.

I loved the beach and the food in Barcelona but I do prefer Paris. The streets in Barcelona are so narrow I felt a little claustrophobic at times. I like my space. 

So I thought about the pigeon on the way back to the apartment hoping I did not miss the hatching of the egg. 

So I looked out the window this morning and this is what I saw.

Oh yeah!

There will be two bebes soon!

So the word for egg in French is oeuf...but is is pronounced like "enough". So there is a French/English joke that goes like this:

Why do the French only have one egg for breakfast.....drumroll...because one egg is an oeuf. 

Get it?

I love that joke and it's a hit at the cafes.

So I am happy to be back in Paris even though the Parisians don't smile very much...even the grates on the street don't smile...

Maybe that's why some people don't like me at first because I smile a lot here...but I can't help it. 

I'm happy. 

You can choose light or you can choose dark...

And I prefer the light!

Now it's time to hang out at the cafe and people watch. I think I am officially French now because I bought a sweater with horizontal stripes. I knew it was only a matter of time. Pictures coming soon.

My mom said I just need a red beret..but I said Higgins already has on.

Until next time.