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I'm going to keep this short and sweet because I have about a million post cards to write.
Since it was Christmas, Zig and I decided to sleep in and then go to Christmas Mass at Notre Dame after a leisurely breakfast on the Champs Elysee. There was a VERY long line to get into Notre Dame because... Christmas is one of the two days a year that all Catholics still have to attend church to be considered religious. Anyway, here's the church from our spot at the back of the line.
And here I am in line.
Once inside the church we wound our way through the apse and passed by all the little chapels around the nave. I lit a candle for Sarnac in front of the statue of Joan of Arc. (Pic in the other camera that we can't transfer data from until we get home.) We paid to go into the room with all the reliquaries. I took a picture of Louis X's crown with my phone... It looks hella heavy.
Then we got to the Chapel of the Virgin Mary in the very back of the church. There was a convenient little bench there where we sat down to rest our feet. The ginormous pipe organ was playing and there were tourists everywhere.
Then, as though he managed to script it, the organ music stopped, the tourists wandered off, and Siegfried hopped off the bench and knelt in front of me and proposed. He made a beautiful speech and several ladies behind us cried. One of them nearly clotheslined her husband for not respecting the "proposal area."
I said yes, of course, and like magic again, the choir started singing, and our quiet space was gone. I'll be damned if I know how he manages to get everyone to cooperate with him like that, but I'm glad that I have a fiancee who can make magic.
I'll try to get better pictures of the "snowblower" tomorrow. - I know everyone in southern Wisconsin's already seen it by now, so waiting a day won't kill anyone.
Since it was Christmas, Zig and I decided to sleep in and then go to Christmas Mass at Notre Dame after a leisurely breakfast on the Champs Elysee. There was a VERY long line to get into Notre Dame because... Christmas is one of the two days a year that all Catholics still have to attend church to be considered religious. Anyway, here's the church from our spot at the back of the line.
And here I am in line.
Once inside the church we wound our way through the apse and passed by all the little chapels around the nave. I lit a candle for Sarnac in front of the statue of Joan of Arc. (Pic in the other camera that we can't transfer data from until we get home.) We paid to go into the room with all the reliquaries. I took a picture of Louis X's crown with my phone... It looks hella heavy.
Then we got to the Chapel of the Virgin Mary in the very back of the church. There was a convenient little bench there where we sat down to rest our feet. The ginormous pipe organ was playing and there were tourists everywhere.
Then, as though he managed to script it, the organ music stopped, the tourists wandered off, and Siegfried hopped off the bench and knelt in front of me and proposed. He made a beautiful speech and several ladies behind us cried. One of them nearly clotheslined her husband for not respecting the "proposal area."
I said yes, of course, and like magic again, the choir started singing, and our quiet space was gone. I'll be damned if I know how he manages to get everyone to cooperate with him like that, but I'm glad that I have a fiancee who can make magic.
I'll try to get better pictures of the "snowblower" tomorrow. - I know everyone in southern Wisconsin's already seen it by now, so waiting a day won't kill anyone.
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Congratulations to BOTH of you!