If you can believe it, I went out again last night for a long walk. Obviously I had to visit the Eiffel Tower (still there!) and then I wanted to find some long sleeve t-shirts to keep me warm during this rainy cold spell. I am not complaining but I am starting to think that "Paris-in-the-springtime" is a myth as I am always cold here in the spring. Naturally I couldn't find a long sleeve t-shirt anywhere but I did enjoy browsing H & M's selection of feathered, cropped, see-through tank tops. Especially the ones in leopard print. I probably could have found one at the GAP but even if I was freezing to death, I wouldn't shop there in Paris.
Waking up early also meant that I had a lot of time to think about what I want to accomplish in Paris. And by "think", I mean "panic". What if I don't accomplish anything? Yesterday all I really did was walk to BHV and buy a flat iron. Not very inspiring.
Aside from writing, I have a list, a very long list, of all the things I want to see and do this spring. Many of them I have never done before like ride a bike or eat oysters in Les Halles. But what if all I do is walk around the same arrondissements and buy sandwiches from Paul?
I knew that when I woke up at 4 this morning that today would be a long day and I would likely feel out of sorts and unmotivated. It's fine and I had planned for a few quiet days, to get my Paris legs and visit familiar places. So I had to take my own Paris advice today and try to relax and not get worked up about missing something.
I walked and walked. I went for coffee at one of "our places" near Musée Orsay and forced myself to stand at the bar alone drinking a coffee and licking croissant crumbs off my fingers. I window shopped at many of my favourite stores, dodging busloads of Asian tourists who seem permanently in line at Chanel or Louis Vuitton. I browsed book stores and rode the métro from Notre Dame to Place de la Madeleine where for the first time I noticed the incredible stained glass windows at the station. I bought a chocolate éclair from Ladurée for my dessert tonight. I crossed the Seine at Pont Neuf and strolled along Rue Saint Dominque delighted by the different views of the Eiffel Tower - now you see me, now you don't. I stocked up on Badoit, bought a demi-baguette, a roasted chicken leg and finally some flowers from Cler Fleurs, playing the role of a Parisian.
|Cler Fleurs flowers. Not quite as beautiful as the ones Chris bought me in 2011.|
Now I am home and kind of tired thinking I may not make it out again tonight. I may just stay in with my chocolate éclair, roasted chicken leg and 5 euros bottle of wine. Tomorrow is another day and I feel ready to explore new parts of beautiful Paris.
|Big Paris plans tonight!|
Best moment today...
Watching a nun shop for olive oil at the La Grand Epicerie. Nuns must be very well looked after in Paris!
Best discovery today...
A children and parents' hair salon just off Rue Bac. Instead of salon chairs, clients sit on wooden, pastel coloured vintage looking carousel animals: llamas, rabbits and horses. The shop was guarded by a cat that looked very much like Sophie - expect way less fat. Quelle surprise!
Weirdest thing I saw today...
I sat next to an immaculately groomed, stunningly pretty Parisian on the métro who was eating Chicken McNuggets, complete with BBQ sauce, straight from the bag.