Bon Weekend: 29 May 2014
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There is a french word flâneur which refers to someone who strolls or saunters around with no real purpose. This is the perfect word to describe my first two weeks in Paris just walking around taking photos and exploring the city. Another definition is an idle man about town. I like to think that the gentleman in my photo above is a fellow flâneur.
We’ve been lucky with the weather this past week. It’s been chilly and grey but not rainy which has been perfect for my daily walks.
Bouquinistes are the booksellers who line the banks of La Seine. You never know what you mind find when you take a look and could easily get lost for hours.
I explored the charming tip of the L’île de la Cité this week too. It’s like stepping back in time.
You also never know what you’re going to see on the streets of Paris. As I turned a corner a vintage car came out of nowhere. It really did look and feel as though I walked into an old movie.
I’ve also enjoyed exploring the cuisine of Paris. I’m trying to keep my visits to Ladurée to once a week. My friend and I joked about starting an experiment to find the best roasted chicken, chocolates, and other fabulous food in Paris. I also love visiting our local Boulangerie for their fabulous bread and tarte de grand-mère.
Couples dot the banks of La Seine everyday.
I have so many favorite things in Paris but the tiny speciality booksellers and other shops never cease to charm me. I pass this one often on my walks through Saint Germain.
I’m not shy about walking through an open porte to discover what treasures might be hiding behind it. This staircase is old and weathered but the patina is beautiful. It’s these simple scenes that are the best part of Paris.
While in Saint Germain, I walked over to the former home of Serge Gainsbourg at 5 bis rue de Verneuil. It was a bank holiday yesterday and the neighborhood was really quiet and perfect for picture taking.
Every time I think I’ve seen the best thing I could possibly see in a day, I walk by something even better. This old Porsche and the old woman walking her dog in the background made my day. I also happened to run into interior designer Matthew Patrick Smythe a little farther down the street. You really don’t know who or what you’ll see when you take a walk in Paris.
I’m going to have to do an entire blog post on the flower shops and markets soon. This was such a simple but chic display of peonies.
I stuck my arm through a locked gate to take this photo because of the beauty and simplicity of the courtyard. I think it belongs to an antique dealer. I just love how much Paris respects its past and has strict rules about preservation.
On a walk to the Marais this week, I looked up to see a gold angel floating above the street. I know it’s corny to say but Paris makes me feel like I’m floating too.
I also realize that I haven’t been on my A game on the blog recently. As my friend Eleanor pointed out, “you just moved to a foreign country.” It’s something I’m trying to work on now that I feel a bit more settled. One of the reasons I made this trip though was not just for inspiration and content for my second book. I wanted to get away from the rudeness that is so prevalent in the US. (I know this sounds ironic considering the reputation the French have for being rude and we’ll discuss this later.) But what I forgot is that due to the internet, haters will follow you where ever you go.
A psychologist friend of Eleanor’s chalked about the rude emails I’ve received recently to simple jealousy due to the fact that I’ve actually turned my dream into a reality while they haven’t even tried. I get envious of things that other bloggers and people I see are doing but I let it motivate me to work harder. I wish some of you would think about this the next time you want to lash out at me or someone else in this world who’s figured out how to be happy.
Bon week-end !
All photos by me via iPhone 5.