“Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and, in this, hasn't changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman"
Comme la vie est belle when you're in Paris! You feel like waking up early, drinking your coffee in silence and watching them clean the streets of Ile St-Louis. So that's exactly what I did. And it was perfectly marvelous! There is just something about Paris that you can't help but think, my god, I'm lucky to be here. After coffee, Danielle and I spent the day wandering the streets, taking it all in. We walked 20km that day, and only saw a tiny piece of Paris. We walked the Luxembourg gardens and had lunch à la française ( bread, wine and cheese) on les champs de Mars. I tell ya, at 4 in the afternoon when you see 100 other people drinking wine and picnicking in front of the Eiffel Tower, you wonder how you could be anywhere else. This satisfaction stays with you until a flock of dirty vulture-esque pigeons threaten to steal your meal or worse brush up against you. So with a bottle of wine in our stomachs and Paris as our canvas, we set out to paint the town red.
That Paris is certainly a charmer!! Glad to hear you are exploring and appreciating life’s small pleasures and equally taking on its obstacles. Watching the street-cleaners and life go by while sipping on a cup of hot coffee at a café or warming up with a glass of wine mellows the senses and puts a smile on your face. The fact that you’re experiencing +20C weather definitely doesn’t take away from the experience either. You give new meaning to the verb “flâner”.
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