A very shaky and wobbly Paris Adèle headed out in Paris today. Maybe one glass of champagne too many yesterday after having the New Yorker over for Christmas lunch that turned into dinner had me thinking I was fine until I reached the long corridors of Chatelet Metro. The long corridors and people, people everywhere, I realised …
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 …
My stomach somersaulted like an acrobat and sank slowly to my groin as I watched the photos I had taken earlier in the day download and corrupt before my eyes. All that I could see was a haze of colours distorting into abstract shapes. Was this to be the impending ‘Annual Parisian Incident’? I couldn’t bear to …
Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. A. A. Milne Is it a coincidence that the past five years (barring one) when I go to Paris, my trip is peppered with a little drama? Would my adventures be more enjoyable without the …
Quite a few years back, before I launched myself into the world of blogging, I was vibrant and busy. Squeezing every minute out of the day and life. I loved to cook, enjoyed entertaining and embraced having people around me, which had me finding any old excuse to hold a dinner or a party. That was until my …
Parisians love their Sunday brunch, a long leisurely affair that can last for hours and can keep you fueled until dinner time. I experienced a number of firsts during the course of a long but lovely day today. Not that it is unusual when I am in Paris for this to occur, there …
From the moment I saw the small square of blue sky from the kitchen window, I decided to swing into action, the dishes from last night’s dinner party can wait. I wanted to get out of the apartment and enjoy the weather. My time was running out and one thing that I definitely wanted to …
Call me Paris Adèle … The Social Butterfly! Yet another dinner invitation, this time at my lovely friend Julien’s apartment. But, I jump ahead of myself or should I say hop ahead of myself! With all the wasted time I have experienced with a broken toe, the six hour wait in the hospital, apartment …
THE FRANTIC METRO STATIONS Chatelet and Hotel de Ville were almost void of people on Christmas morning and when I approached Boulevard Haussmann to visit the large department stores, Galleries Lafayette and Printemps, it was equally as quiet. If I said that I woke at the crack of dawn this morning, that would be lying, although I …
For the past couple of years I have failed at securing a ticket to visit the Museum Arts Forain. It opens it’s doors in short blocks of time for approximately a two week window and they stagger the release of a small amount of tickets. Reasonably small groups are guided through, and it is …