Well I can get to the romantic bit in a minute!
Actually Paris does live up to it’s reputation and the love of my life and moi, were on the Champ Elyses where every tourist checks out Louis Vuitton, and apart from our daughter Joanna who happens to work there, and we would meet at lunch, not many others are locals. Milton and I of course are not tourists!
OK, so we happened across Starbucks and joined the mob to get coffee. I still can’t work out why the smallest coffee you can buy is about a gallon. Who on earth can drink it all.
I still think their coffee is weak. I believe you have to ask for a ‘double’ if you want flavour, and I don’t mean caramel and all the other shockers.
So yes I was busy, and with all the exploring on my Paris return, this teeny sketch was all I did.
But I did want to tell you that we had the best apartment.
I prefer this to hotels. It’s home, and you can do your own food and laundry, unlike hotels, and it works out better value. We do tend to do dinner somewhere interesting though.
We were near the Pompidou Centre in Arr 3, so easy to get all over the best parts of Paris from there. We had our ‘Mariage’ tea of course, plus a nice selection of fresh fruit and our baguette Tradition came from Pain du Sucre, just round the corner on Rue Rambuteau. If you are adverse to lovely old squeaky stairs, then think of the calories you’re burning off and hey, you only have to get your suitcase up and down once.
I always go to NewYorkHabitat, who have an excellent selection. If you feel like looking here is the web address for ours.
Maybe I have to leave it to you to decide why I called this ‘Romantic Paris’