In this blog, I am going to share with you a fun filled time from my recent trip to Paris to celebrate my 50th birthday.
Having taken nearly 3700 photos (now reduced to 3200) there will be lots of lovely images taking you on my daily adventures “Sous le ciel de Paris” with Edith Piaf by my side.
Come along and follow my footsteps ...
being pointed in the right direction, I walked along the streets more
in a discovery mode rather than looking for something in particular.
To be honest, I am not even sure if I got to see the highlights of
Marais, but I definitely derived joy from my little mystery tour.
Being lost in the moment (and in Paris !) felt just wonderful.
of Pablo Picasso was closed for renovations ... oh well.
stumbled on a Chocolatier and gave it a go ... mmm (for a melting
Photos below ... can you spot the reflection? (hint: guy wearing a white jumper)
around 3.20 pm my stomach announced that it was time for lunch and
“Boulangerie” on Rue de la Verrerie looked like the right place.
cream of mushroom soup with parmesan cheese and a sour dough bread
with olive oil was just what my body needed!
I forgot to mention ... (my third)
“on the road again” ... first to an earlier spotted internet cafe
(hooray!) and then to the Louvre to take me back in time, but before
I got very far ...
two earlier unsuccessful attempts (thanks to my good balance), I
finally managed to catch my first “rabbit”! I guess, one less
thing to tick off from my “not to do” list.
at the Louvre ...
it as yesterday ...
Short on cash, I munched on the baguette while sitting on a bench
across from the Louvre.
Please, can you tell my mum to stop taking the photos!
need of extra fuel I popped into the Cafe Ruc for endives avec crème
de roquefort and a glass of red Bordeaux before returning home.
the way from Charles de Gaulle Etoile to
Place Pigalle, the first five stations had a busking saxsophone
player playing the exact same tune heard while the doors were open,
and so I started to wonder ...
the sixth station greeted us with silence. What a blessing! and proof
that I am sane.
... not for long! (I mean the silence and not my sanity)
least he played a different tune.
on the Rue des Martyrs, I decided to buy a small bottle of cognac for
medicinal purposes - to keep my circulation going and to avoid a
potential cold. Unfortunately no small bottles were available.
satisfy my intuitive feeling I decided to check out a local cafe at
the southern end of my street (next to the Notre-Dame-de-Lorette).
my third day with an espresso and a glass of cognac in the company of
friendly owners and one of their regular clients was just great!
self advertising even scored me a happy birthday song for the
upcoming day, now only a few hours away.
I am in Paris and my countdown has begun! (sorry, no fireworks at
midnight though there was one flare this morning captured on the