and then I took a trip to Europe, without leaving the city. First, I went to Greece.
Well, it was actually a fountain, but it could pass for the Aegean Sea and I was eating souvlaki.
The next stop was the Parisian Street Fair on King Street East, which turned out to be really fancy design and decor shop language for "sidewalk sale". Despite the snob-factor, we happened upon what must have been the best bargain of the event and Michele bought a beautiful old chair for the staggering sum of $5. We decided to shamelessly plagiarize Stephanie and "show the chair a good time". Here it visits a French restaurant, although "visit" might be too strong a word for something that was essentially "two grown women making spectacles of themselves on the sidewalk in front of a French restaurant":
This naturally reminded everyone - the chair included - of their rumbling stomachs and we jetted to Ireland for lunch:
where the chair made a complete pig of itself: