My Biggest Struggle: Lotion

I am a lotion fanatic. Dry skin runs in my family and we apply lotion multiple times a day. My lotion was too big and too heavy to bring with me in my suitcase, so I left it behind. I had a few things that I needed to buy, so I asked the oldest daughter, Apoline, to go with me to the pharmacy that is just down the street. We walked to a small store first where I bought a few postcards, and then we went to the pharmacy. It wasn't like a CVS or Walgreens. It was very tiny. It did not have a lot of options. Apoline helped me look for lotion, but it so far was the hardest thing I have done here. We spent a long time staring at the shelves with many body cosmetics, lotions, body washed, shampoos. They were all mixed in together. They store was organized by brand, not the type of product. Instead of going to the isle of lotions and finding the cheapest one, I had to look at every brand, find the lotion, and compare it to the other ones to see which one cost less. To make everything worse, everything was in French. Some products, I had no idea what they were. I had to read the back where they have it in english to find out. Luckily, there are two pharmacies in walking distance, so we went to both. I finally settled for a bottle that was about 12 euros. That was the cheapest I saw. So i guess it will have to do.

After my lotion problem was fixed, I still had about 6 euros left over so we went to a bakery across the street called Petit Pain Viennoiserie Brioche. And omg...typical French style bakery. The man in front of me ordered a baguette! I was star stuck. I had no idea what I wanted to order. There were little cakes, breads, macaroons, cookies, and croissants. I wanted to eat it all. Thinking that everything in France is expensive, I thought I would only afford like one thing, but no. It all was very cheap. I told Apoline to choose something and she instantly told the woman working that she wanted a cookie. I got a pastry the size of a baseball called petits pain au laut et pepites de chocolat. It was kind of like a croissant but more round and more flakey. and there was a little chocolate on the inside. It was sooo good. I wish I had my camera so I could show everyone the pastry shop and the food there, but I didn't bring it with me. Now I know, the camera must always go on my little adventures! But I did find a picture of it online:

So freakin good.