Whilst in Paris, we've been going to school to learn French.  Our language professor speaks limited English so it's forced us to learn the language quickly, or revert to cave man speak with lots of pointing of fingers and grunts.  I've gotten quite good at it!

After a particularly grueling morning, we came out to grey skies and rain.  We needed comfort and we found it in the most unlikely place - a little Mosque located in the 6th arrondissement.

Their mint tea, I'll always remember.  Hot and sweet.  Perfection!

After sharing a delicious chicken tagine, and drinking copious amounts of the mint tea, we left feeling lighter and content. 

The sun came out to greet us too!