  Day 2 in Paris. Coffee in the morning on Blvd St. Germain and then we take the metro to Les Halles to have lunch with Carine. We go to a Moroccan restaurant and have a really nice meal. Then C and I go to the Musee d' Orsay and spend a few hours walking around the galleries. She knows quite a bit about art. I don't, but it was really interesting anyway. Dinner tonight involved looking for an african restaurant called "Omar" near the Republique. Unfortunately the internet connection went down before we could get an address. So we walk forever around the Republique, asking taxi drivers, concierges, etc. One concierge does not know of "Omar" but mentions another african place called "Dogon" just around the corner. we have a look from the corner and decide it is uninspiring. keep walking and looking for "Omar".
Finally give up and ask for other restaurant rec's. Almost go to the first place, "Chez Jenny", but it is a bit expensive so we decide to give "Dogon" another shot. We walk up to the restaurant entrance of Dogon and see one guy sitting at the otherwise empty bar. We decide it is closed and walk away. He sees C's union jack umbrella and comes to the door, saying "It's really good!
The food here is great! Are you from London? " We walk cautiously back and find out that it's not closed, but the restaurant is upstairs. we walk cautiously upstairs and then are relieved to see a dining area full of people. The man from the bar, Alpha, and his friend, an English teacher in Paris, join us for dinner. He is senegalese, educated in Paris, and living in London as a French & spanish professor. She has just gotten the results from a difficult teacher's inspection and tells us about the process. Sounds very very strict. We spend 2+ hours talking and eating and drinking. I think they are interested in what we do at work. Finally we head back around 1:30am. A really great night. 
