1) There was a PETA protest. I think they were protesting torturing dogs or something, because they had pictures of dogs in little cages and stuff, and a bunch of the protesters were walking dogs. It turns out that PETA is equally annoying wherever you go. Maybe even more so in France because people like protesting so much.
2) A mad stylish shopping arcade. I don't really know where it was, but I walked into this beautiful arcade somewhere in the 2nd arrondisment and it was full of fancy boutiques and tea shops and bookstores and such. The Jean-Paul Gaultier boutique was there, too. Then I left and I realized that I was right next to the place we went for our welcome dinner last time I was here (le Grand Colbert), but I didn't get lunch there because it was too expensive. Anyway le Grand Colbert is now my reference for finding my way back there if I need to.
3) I happened upon the Palais Royal, with all of its designer boutiques and stylish people, as well. I took a stroll through there, admiring the clothes in the windows and the clothes on the nearly-as-well-dressed people wandering through the galleries. There were also lots of beautiful young families with babies in designer clothes in the park and I decided that it would be really nice to be excessively rich.
4) I found what appeared to be some sort of Japan Town right next to the Palais Royal, and I got myself a bowl of ramen for lunch there. It was pretty good. There were a couple restaurants that had lines out the door that also made ramen, but I didn't really want to wait so I went to another restaurant just down the street and it was still of an acceptable quality and I didn't have to wait. Anyway I was impressed by the number of Japanese restaurants over there.
5) I found another beautiful shopping arcade (not as beautiful as the first one but still pretty). This one had the Christian Louboutin boutique in it. I just happened to find a really, really, really expensive area, I guess. Anyway there were lots of cool little shops in there too. One of them was a stringed-instrument shop, so I went in and the Lady was death-staring me the whole time so I left pretty fast because I felt awkward.
6) I had no idea how big Les Halles is. It's like any other mall in the US except it's full of French people and French stores. Really full. Like at Christmas or Boxing Day or something (it is Saturday, but still a surprising number of people). Anyway I thought about looking for a scarf or something but I decided against it because I'm cheap and didn't want to bother going shopping.
On an unrelated note, I went ice skating last night with a few people from ISEP and a few people from Stanford. Turns out that there's a significant number of French boys that really like to show off their skating skills, so we had to deal with a bunch of people speeding around the rink and cutting us off and doing stupid stuff. It was still fun though, except my feet really hurt.
And thaaaaaaaat's about it.