I am nothing if not efficient. I went out at 12:30, visited four shoe stores (one of them twice), and at 1:30 had bought these. And they were only 69 euros! Cheapest boots in Paris. The salespeople did give me funny looks when I asked for size 41. Once, I tried on a pointy-toed pair, and the 41 was just not happening with that toe, so I asked if they had a 42, and the woman stared at me in shock for a moment before she said, Those do not exist. Those are very big.
Then at the store where I finally bought these, I tried on a suede pair. Generally, from what I've seen of French shoe stores, you try them on yourself -- meaning, they have all the boxes sitting out, and you just grab it. Some places do not work this way, but as a rule French shoe stores are much more self-service than American ones. Anyway, so I got out the size 41s. A saleswoman came over and looked over my shoulder and asked me, Are you sure those are the right size? Because a 41 is very. big.
Yes. Yes it is. And yes they are.
I also finally got my host family a present -- chocolate (free samples for me! It was delicious) and flowers. No, I am not creative. Sue me. The florist told me what kind of flowers they were, and it sounded like "camellia," but I looked that up on Wikipedia and they definitely are not camellias. I have absolutely no idea, but they're pretty. And they're in a pot with soil, so they'll probably live a while. Hope the de Lassagnes like flowers, because they're stuck with these.
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