Last night’s bar hopping, into the wee hours seemed like a good idea at the time but the difficult task of getting ready to hit the streets of Paris today was a rude awakening. What I planned for today, was a gentle Paris Adèle stroll. Mindful that if I felt like rubbish there would …
Leaving Paris is never easy. Normally, I reserve my last two days for goodbyes to friends, and goodbyes to the city. I allow myself time to stroll the streets, visiting my favourite places, I reminisce with a lot of heartfelt emotion and in the process work myself into a melancholic state, fighting my inner desire, of wanting …
Three lovely ladies arrived from Australia last night. One of them, Scotty, was my inspiration and reason for my ongoing addiction to Paris. A few years back, Scotty told me to pack up my bags, grab some Moleskins and escape to Paris, to nurse a broken heart. All very romantic but that is what I …
When it comes to Paris, I am a research junkie. An impending trip to Paris, which is once a year, can find me spending hours, days, weeks, months, hovered over the computer, trawling the internet, history books, travel guides and whatever I can lay my hands on, for new and exciting things to do in Paris. …
After leaving Jim’s and The French Historian, last night, I had to go to my favourite bar to say goodbye to my friend Bouba. It was his last night at work before heading off on holidays. Tired and cold but I could not miss the opportunity to thank him for his hospitality and kindness. We …
The Sales in Paris started today, I had been hanging out for this day, careful not to do too much shopping. It was raining, what else can a girl do? The pretty Christmas windows have been removed and SOLDES signs are up everywhere, neon signs in fact. Paris is pretty serious about it’s post Christmas …
I love the area of the Marais, in Paris. It is a melting pot of people and cultures. Gay people, Jewish people, French people, locals, tourists and just … people. In the narrow busy streets, Jewish kosher shops, rub shoulders with gay bars, independent clothing stores, French boulangeries, cafes, restaurants and museums. All crammed into …
Living or staying in a small arrondissement or area has it’s advantages; you tend to favour your favourite boulangerie, buy last minute items from your local Epicurerie, and you have your favourite, bar, cafe or tabac that you frequent and a relationship develops. And of course, there are your neighbours, whether you know them or …
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 …
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 …