A rendezvous at the Musée d’Orsay with my friend Julien and a simple dinner afterwards at my apartment was on the menu today. Awake hours before the crack of dawn after an early night and a good nights rest gave me time to set out on a short stroll that I had devised, intended for my …
When I plan to do nothing in Paris, it seems that the city will not allow it. Tucked away safely in the privacy of my own apartment, I decided I had a plan, and that was to do nothing but Paris and I seem to have a struggle with this and she won’t allow me to …
Researching and planning for Paris has become a hobby and an addiction. My house is littered with enough books on Paris to fill a bookstore. I trawl the internet and anything I can get my hands on for information and then, I have a hefty, work in progress document, divided into categories and arrondissements. It sounds anal, organised …
My dream about someone rattling at the door had me reluctantly waking up from a deliciously, warm, Sunday sleep in, but as I lay in bed, forcing myself to stay awake, the noise persisted. The walls are thin, the apartment doors close to one another and noises can be confusing at times but I couldn’t shake the …
A girl can predict the way a day is going to pan out when she has a good hair day. The temperature lifted slightly and so did the air pollution, although I couldn’t tell by looking at the brilliant blue winter’s day sky. In an effort to keep their clients informed about what is …
My entry in to Paris began with the usual jet lag and a few ‘hiccups’. Not the best way to start a long awaited and annual visit to Paris but it was beyond my control and that could have been the major cause of my grumpiness when I finally entered the apartment. Of course I …
Seeing a café called Bonne Nouvelle wasn’t unusual considering I was in the area of Bonne Nouvelle but it felt like a sign and I smiled as I snapped a picture of it. It was indeed good news and I was already off to a good start. Waking up feeling so much better than I had …
Some people wish for a view of the Eiffel Tower from their apartment, some wish to fall in love in the City of Light, for me I wish that Parisian apartments would supply a shopping trolley. Braving the shoppers at Galleries Lafayette on Christmas Eve, requires a bit of stamina but I knew it might be my last opportunity to …
They say that the Big Apple never sleeps and sometimes I find neither does the City of Light, or Paris Adéle. I am always in a bit of a quandary with my blog the first week that I arrive in Paris, with so many things to do, the excitement of being here, friends to …
After my long treacherous walk yesterday, I arrived back at my accommodation exhausted with tired feet and muddy boots looking like a hobo. Not quite the look to be staying in such an establishment and especially when I had chosen the completely white room to spend the night in. Michel the manager and his …