From my journal:
June 4th, 2014
The cats are currently in the air and headed, hopefully alive, to Paris. Geep and I talked about putting a GoPro camera in their crates so we could witness the process and see their faces. Since they are on the way, I needed to go fetch kitty supplies sans Geep since he had to work. There are not many dedicated pet stores in Paris. I’m guessing most people just feed their cats Friskies and call it a day, but not our cats. They require good food thanks to a few with sensitive tummies and weight problems. ( hey, he isn’t fat! Just tubby…). After looking online, I found one about 20 minutes by metro away from home near Hôtel de Ville called BHV/Marquis. I have never done the metro alone before, but I figured I would give it a shot and go for it. Luckily, it was a success. I located the shop pretty easily and was pleased to discover a plethora of cat paraphernalia. I grabbed a small basket and began filling it with the essentials: expensive cat food, squishy food for Aurora, cat box, weird crystal liter, bowls, mats, etc. I had enough good fortune to find an associate there who spoke decent English. He was even kind enough to show me where a few things were and teach me a little french. Merci! After dropping some €€€ on les chats, I had the pleasure of dragging all of this stuff home on the metro alone. That in itself was an adventure.
Once I returned, I had to venture back out to procure some food for us at home. I had decided to go to one of their chain grocery stores called Carrefour since I wasn’t feeling confident enough to try to talk directly to produce vendors just yet. I learned two things there, you can’t go to a “big” grocery store in Paris and find everything you need, and Carrefour is like a Whole Foods equivalent. In other words, it was pricey. No way we could continue to spend that amount on food each day! I guess I must suck it up and go to the vendors on Rue Cler to save money. Plus, it’s probably better quality.
All in all, it was a productive day. Geep was impressed by my bravery to wander Paris by myself, let alone the metro. I figured I should do it so we could relax a bit. I hope the kittens are okay, and who knows, maybe they will enjoy flying.
Fezzik In Paris 