Travelling light is a good thing, as long as you don’t wait until you have nothing clean left to wear, and places to go! Fortunately, last night, I had a pretty new skirt to wear to dinner. En route to meeting The New Yorker at Café Panis, on the left bank, left me a few …
2013 was welcomed in with a dinner of foie gras, salmon, cheese to die for, and champagne at Jim Haynes apartment. This was an unusual event. Dinner at Jim’s is normally held on a Sunday, and he usually wraps it up around 11pm but he decided to do a special New Year’s eve dinner for …
Anyone who has been to Paris, normally ends up having a favourite bar, mine is Petit fer a Cheval. Discovering the historic cafe about 10 years ago, it quickly became my favourite and has remained so. Cafe Panis, overlooking the Notre Dame on the left bank, is my friend ‘The New Yorker’s’ favourite bar. We …
My plan for today was to take my friend up to the highest point in Paris. If you don’t count the Eiffel Tower, the highest point in Paris is Montmartre. Still not feeling well, with the dreaded cold and fiddling around with my blog, trying to get it to perform, despite my attempts, meant we …
One of the items on my friend’s wish list, was to visit the quaint area of the 13th arrondissement. I like this area of Paris and was happy to explore it once again. The 13th, an outer arrondissement of Paris is a mixture of winding cobbled lane ways, eclectic cottages, unattractive 1970’s style apartment blocks, …
Christmas morning, had me feeling even more miserable. Any doubts as to whether I had a cold was confirmed. Even although the temperature was not too cool, I had the shivers and sat on the floor of my apartment, with my back against the heater, while my friend cooked an omelette for what would be …
We didn’t head out as early as we hoped but we still managed to cover a 14km walk of the left bank of Paris and beyond ending at the Eiffel Tower, just a half hour, before Christmas eve ticked over to Christmas morning. Starting at Saint Germain des Pres, we took in Eglise Saint Germain …
My walk around Paris with the stranger, left me with a head cold. Waking Sunday, feeling miserable, wasn’t an option, I had to prepare for my friend’s visit from London. Dashing off to the Bastille markets to buy up some supplies, fresh chanterelle mushrooms, farm fresh eggs, country yoghurt, creamy French butter and a quick …
On my first day in Paris, there is a ritual I undertake. I stand on Pont Zero, the brass disc in front of the Notre Dame. There is a belief, that if you stand on this small brass disc, you will always return to Paris. Three days had passed, and I had not done …
abandon |əˈbandən| verb [ trans. ] 1 give up completely (a course of action, a practice, or a way of thinking) : he had clearly abandoned all pretense of trying to succeed. See note at relinquish . • discontinue (a scheduled event) before completion : against the background of perceived threats, the tour was abandoned. …