Day 100 to 103 – Paris

My last few days in Paris…

As I write this, I’m sitting at Gare du Nord, ready to jump on a train to the UK. I can’t believe how quickly those six weeks rushed by.

To distract myself from the pain of leaving Paris, I thought I’d compile a list of the snacks / sights I loved while I was there…

First up, this was my apartment. Great location in the 11th. Close by plenty of metro stations, but also centrally located enough that you can walk everywhere. (Who wants to be underground when you’re in Paris??) It was tiny, but I loved it. (An oven would have been a bonus, but hey, there are like 5 boulangeries within a three block radius.)

And this is how I filled my days in Paris…

Cafe lingering at Le Pure and Au Petit fer à Cheval. Pastry snacking at Du Pain et Des Idees and Ble Sucre. Market wandering (mainly for cheese, let’s be honest) at Marche D’Aligre, Marche des Enfants Rouges, stopping for wine at Le Baron Rouge, a sandwich at Chez Alain Miam Miam. Sweet treats at Jacques Genin and Stohrer. Window shopping at Le Bon Marche and Merci (and Colette and Astier de Villatte). Actual shopping at Shakespeare & Company and Melodies Graphiques. Hours and hours of walking and walking up and down the most beautiful streets. From my apartment, through the Marais, down Paper Lane and across a bridge to Ile Saint-Louis, stopping for a while to stare at Notre Dame, listen to the piano accordion player on Pont Saint-Louis… Across to Ile de Cite, passed Notre Dame to browse through the little green book stands on the left bank, onto the Latin Quarter to sit for a while in Saint-Etienne-du-Mont, before heading onto St Germain, through Jardin du Lumxembourg and along Rue de Buci… And then the long way home…  Passed Institut de France and over Pont des Arts, taking in Pont Neuf to the right, Eiffel Tower to the left… Onto the Louvre Courtyard, detouring through the Tuileries and back along the river to Hotel de Ville, where I’d cut right up Rue de Temple, back to my apartment.

These were my Paris favourites. It may not make much sense to other people reading it, but I like to think I can look back on that paragraph in years to come and be back there instantly, no matter where I am in the world. I think I’ll always rather be in Paris.

This was supposed to distract me from the pain of leaving, but it’s kind of just making it harder… Ha! Let’s just cut straight to the photos, shall we?

A few of my favourite film shots…



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