Actually, it rained about 80% of the time we were in Paris, many businesses were still closed for the “summer”, and we were staying in quite a dingy neighbourhood. Nonetheless, it is still Paris, romance capital of the world, and what says romance better than two people sharing 1.6 kg of mussels?
These mussels are from Brussels, in fact.
When it was dry, the delights of Paris were just as delightful the second time around, and slightly more satisfying than when we were miserly students. After two weeks driving around the provinces it was nice to walk through trendy areas like Marais and shop in iconic department stores, to the point of crippling fatigue.
Coffee in Marais. And one very large piece of bread.
For some culture we hung out in the Centre Pompidou, Paris’ modern art mecca, where we saw a variety of disturbing, weird and childish displays from all over the world. All very beautifully presented though.
Behind you!
Titled "White". For real.
Finally it’s worth mentioning that Paris is incredibly diverse, with a profusion of Africans, Arabs and Asians (both subcontinental and Oriental) residing in the city’s periphery and bringing their own cultural influence and commerce. Which meant that for the first time in two months we could eat Chinese food. Repeatedly.
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