There are no prizes for guessing the performance I saw at Paris’ Chatelet Theatre tonight. The neon sign, lighting up the façade was unusual for the theatre but completely fitting for the show. Admiring the view of the theatre, noticing details that I hadn’t before and listening to the orchestra tune when the owner of the seat beside me, …
Oh what a night! Never fear, I am not going to break out into song, wearing my trousers too high and tight as I belt out the 1975 classic hit by the Four Seasons with a high pitch, however my evening did involve music, very good music and I am super excited to tell you about it. As …
Attending a musical at the Chatelet Theatre each year is something I look forward to. I always manage to secure the same seat on the first balcony, the theatre is glorious and the audience are so responsive which adds to the experience. Tonight’s performance of Singin’ in the Rain raised the bar for any performance …
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 …
I tried not to unpack too much as I knew I had to move but it proved to be difficult. So here I go again packing up all my belongings. It has been quite disruptive. My initial plan was to head to the markets on the day I arrived and stock up the apartment with …
There is never a lack of something to do in Paris. Whether it be an exhibition, visiting one of the 200 or more museums, exploring something new and hip, ticking off things on my extensive, ever growing list, or simply walking around, photographing and discovering what is around the corner, there is …
Waking, after a good nights sleep, snuggled up in the warmth of a cosy bed, tucked away, from the chilly elements outside, is a wonderful, indulgent feeling. Better still, to remember you are on holidays, stretching, rolling over, snuggling back down, no work, no rush, no need to get up. Glorious. This, couldn’t have been, …
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 …
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After a 20 hour flight and a four hour stop over, Paris seems so far away now and I miss it. Last year was horrendous. Filled with tremendous pain and betrayal, I took my broken heart and what I called; my heart on my sleeve, to Paris. Hoping she could help me mend it. …