Last night, France set its clocks back one hour. We got an extra hour's sleep! Next week when we get home, we'll set our clocks back another hour. If you think about this in the right way, I am getting two extra hours sleep while you are getting only one. Ha, ha I say to you!
Today a friend and I skipped out on the tour to another medieval church and roamed a street marked with beautiful fresh breads, cheeses and meats. I bought two little pots of pate. When I got back to the ship, I enlisted the help of the staff to read what I'd bought. One, as I'd suspected, was pate of poultry. The other is pate of reindeer. That's what she said! When we get home, we'll see how it tastes. I suspect, having been made in France, it will be delicious.