We skip the goodbye hour in favor of catching up on sleep after our early morning return and head downstairs before the hotel's breakfast shuts down. Most everyone from the conference is there anyway; so we have time for farewells then anyway. As checkout time approaches, we round up our suitcases and roll them across town to find our cute little apartment near the Sorbonne.
For the afternoon, we explore our new neighborhood a little bit, get sandwiches from a street vendor, and eat them in the gardens at the Cluny. It's very close to the apartment and Sunday turns out to be free museum day; so we go inside. I seem to have grown very fond of funny medieval art. The creepy statues of little man jesus and the tapestries don't disappoint. The Unicorn series is great, but the real gem is the lengthy set about the life of St. Etienne if only for our mangled, out-of-order decoding of the story. It takes a while to figure out that the saint in question is a man, and not a women who went to sea, fended off sea werewolves [flickr], and performed exorcisms.
At night, we venture out for crepes, narrowly avoiding a brush with some teens urinating on the street. Taking them back home, we watch a dubbed version of Die Hard. The French seem to love dubbed entertainment. It seems like a whole industry.