Not Another Paris Post (Genuinely)

I met up with my French friend earlier this week - incidentally, the sole Paris inhabitant I knew before I arrived. He’s not actually from Paris, rather he hails from Renne in Brittany; an anchor tattooed onto his ankle represents his Breton roots. I’ve teased him more than once for being a walking cliché when... Continue Reading →

Friday Night – A La Française

Happy Friday tout le monde! I don’t know about you, but this week has flown by for me. Not that I’m any less pleased about it being (practically) the weekend! And I’m going to celebrate by telling you about this absolutely FAB place I discovered last Friday. I say ‘discovered’… It was discovery by way... Continue Reading →

It’s Raining, It’s Pouring

Today I ventured out to see the great swollen beast that is the River Seine at present. I don’t know if you’ve heard about/seen it at all - it’s certainly been making the UK news judging by the number of smart remarks I’ve had from English friends and family about boats etc - but right... Continue Reading →

Peace In Paris

Walking home from my yoga class* last night, I was really struck by how quiet it always is in my neighbourhood. Not in an eerie or dull way – it’s just sort of… peaceful. Morning, noon or night, weekend or working day, neither people nor vehicles have notably disrupted the calm at any point since... Continue Reading →

Not Quite The Ritz

I’ve digressed a little in my last few posts, but as promised, I am returning to my ‘arrival narrative’ – I’d hate to leave you hanging! Relieved and somewhat sleep-deprived, I left Airbnb No. 1 on the Sunday morning and began the veritable trek across Paris to the hotel I’d booked for two nights –... Continue Reading →

A Very Important Pastry

This a quick addendum to my post (‘A Brief Interlude…’) about the delicious French institution that is the galette des rois. In my earlier post, I tried to convey the importance of this particular pastry – I explained that it is bought, consumed and discussed by just about everyone in France for just about the... Continue Reading →

You’ve Got To Love A Good Cliché

To carry on directly from my previous post, having finally gotten out of the apartment around midday, I hopped on the tram and made my way into central Paris. My first stop was the Jardin de Tuileries (by the Louvre), which was resplendent in reds and yellows and everything in between: it really is true... Continue Reading →

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