The men's championship for the French Open are happening right now. After a heartbreak loss for Djokovic (mostly heartbreak to me), Federer much to my dismay made it to the finals to play my boy Rafa.
Did you know that:
*Rafa has only lost 18 matches on clay in his professional career, playing something like 1000 matches?
*That Federer/Nadal have only played each other 4 times in the last 6 years?
This should be a good match, which is why I am up at 9am on a Sunday. So while I get in my exercise by yelling and jumping around at the telly, I will leave you with some of my pictures from Paris. Yes...it was one year ago today that Fancy Nancy and I were strolling around Les Halles, eating at Le Table des Gourmets, and visiting with friends. Ahhh...memories. I wish I was there right now sans Fancy Nancy and replaced with Nicholas, a waiter from Chez Jenny in Republique. If anyone reading this is near there, please go and remind him of our brief, but remarkable love affair.
|the view from Tour de Eiffel|
|the view out of Jacques' windshield going around the Arc...where 12 lanes merge all at once. Fancy Nancy almost wet himself.|