Bon Weekend: 23 May 2014
05 . 23 . 14
I can’t believe I’ve been in Paris for one week now. It is definitely starting to feel like home and I’m looking forward to exploring every nook and cranny in the months to come. I know many of you are getting ready for the long holiday weekend in the US. France has a long weekend next week which reminds me that I need to buy anything we need before everything is closed. Before you take off, here’s a look at a few other things I’ve been up to in Paris.
When I take photos on the street, I usually do it so quickly that I rarely ask anyone if it’s ok. As I was crossing the street last Saturday to take a photo of Buly 1803, I turned around and saw the chic Parisienne above standing in front of an amazing door. I felt that she might think I was rude if I took her photo without asking so I decided to speak to her. I’m so glad that I did because she spoke English and we talked about New York which she liked very much and Paris which obviously I like very much. She asked why I wanted to take her photo and I told her it was because she looked très chic. She was visiting friends whose door she was standing in front of but she lived a little farther down in Saint Germain. She asked me if I was going to go back in September and I told her that we’ll see.
I know it looks like her eyes are closed but they just crinkled up when she smiled. I hope I run into her again too. I bet she’s got some great stories to tell.
I didn’t even have to go more than a few steps out our front door to see this trop mignon (too cute) Citroën vintage car last Sunday. I’m definitely putting one on my wish list now.
I can’t believe how hot it was early this week. Everyone pulled out their summer clothes including this cute preppy boy. His shorts match the awning of Ladurée across the street too.
On Sunday night, we took a long walk to l‘île Saint-Louis for ice cream at Berthillon. It lived up to the hype too and I highly recommend the Noix de Coco (coconut).
I took a walk on a rainy day through les Jardins des Tuileries. The French really know how to garden and each one is beautiful in its own special way.
I patiently waited under the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel to get a photo without tourists.
It rained Thursday morning but blew over quickly to reveal bright blue skies again. You always have to be prepared and carry an umbrella everyday just in case.
Thursday night we met friends La Palette in Saint Germain at a cafe frequented by Pablo Picasso, Paul Cézanne, Georges Braque, Ernest Hemingway, and even Jim Morrison. All of the galleries were open and the neighborhood was bustling.
We walked home across Le Seine and I never tire of seeing the light play across the city each day.
I can’t believe sometimes that we get to cut through the Louvre to get home. It never ceases to amaze me.
We also walked through les Jardins du Palais Royal on our way home where we saw a cute group of friends playing boule in their suits. The men here are so handsome and dress very well.
I loved that the colonnade at the Palais Royal was empty last night too.
Because everyone was in the jardins. The thing I love most about Paris and Europe in general is that everyone wants to be outside. They will sit outside at a cafe in the middle of winter under a heat lamp too. I feel like everyone stays inside too much in the US.
Because we live just beside the Palais Royal, we walk through it multiple times daily including today to get flowers and lunch. This dog belongs to one of the coiffeurs (hairdressers) in the Palais.
This honestly never gets old.
I swear everything is cuter in France including this rolling garbage can.
My friend Eleanor made me take a photo after our shopping trip because she said I looked very French today. The best part is that I am also starting to feel French.
Bon Week-end !
All photos by moi.