As a general rule of thumb, I take the metro but on the few occasions that I have taken the bus it was fun watching the world go by than avoiding eye contact in the metro. Today being Boxing Day, with the traffic not too bad I decided on the bus. However trying to find …
I woke to the sound of shopping trolleys, from the apartment above and the street below. Sunday is market day. Jumping out of bed, I walked to the Bastille Markets. It is difficult not to get caught up in the excitement, as shoppers, rugged up against the cold, with shopping trolleys and …
After too many late nights, a lazy day yesterday and a fitful nights sleep of dreaming in French, mind you my French is no better in my sleep, than when I am awake, I needed the cool wind in my face and some exercise. I needed to go to Gard du Nord today, so, as …
When I surfaced from the Guimard designed Eglise d’Auteuil metro station, there was a sense of serenity, a gentle hum, unlike the bustling crowds of Le Marais. The Auteuil quarter, in the westernmost part of Paris, a former town, between the Seine and the Bois de Boulogne, is now a part of Paris. Rue d’Auteuil, …
New Years Eve in Paris is a big occasion. A lot of Parisians spend it at home with a big feast, some gather in front of the Notre Dame, some pack the Champs-Élysées, others, take a bottle of champagne and stand on one of the many bridges. The shops close early and most are closed New Years …