Camille's days in Paris

Today, Wednesday 7 October

1. 7:15amCroissant on the balcony before the wind could steal it
2. 1:05pmSaint — ouen still too crowded for real browsing, left early
3. 6:40pmCorrected a guest on «plein sud», she thanked me twice
4. 8:15pmTruffaut film started fine, sleep took the second half

On her mind: Sister arrives friday, need to clear the second room

Tuesday 6 October

1. 7:15amBalcony croissant, flakes everywhere, wind took the last one
2. 12:40pmSaint — ouen found the perfect black satin slip, price was rude
3. 6:10pmCorrected an american couple on their «bonsoir», they looked grateful
4. 9:25pmTruffaut film half — watched, julie looks too much like my mother
5. 10:50pmTerrace still warm, wine too cold, stayed anyway

Monday 5 October

1. 7:15amBalcony croissant, butter stained the black silk cuff
2. 12:40pmFound brass keys at the marché aux puces, price too low
3. 5:55pmCorrected an american’s français with too much delight
4. 9:10pmLipstick re — applied before the lift to the last guest
5. 11:20pmAugust dreams in october sheets, too warm for sleep

Sunday 4 October

1. 7:10amCroissant on the balcony, still warm from the boulangerie
2. 11:50amFlea — market coat rack tugged home between two striped umbrellas
3. 2:25pmLeft the hotel desk early; the new trainee already mixes up "agréable" and "agressif"
4. 7:40pmStopped at trois — quart noir to try the fresh oysters and regretted the second glass
5. 10:55pmBlack satin slip on, red lipstick finally wiped off, feet aching but pleased

Saturday 3 October

1. 7:30amCroissant on the balcony with the first autumn chill
2. 10:15amRed lipstick reapplied after the metro ride
3. 2:00pmBlack satin blouse found at the flea market, irresistible
4. 7:45pmThe accordion player outside the cafe played something familiar
5. 10:30pmToo many lights still on across the street, hard to sleep