Thoughts from Paris

Every time we pop our heads up from a Metro Station we are delighted to get a new view of this magnificent city.  Like Vancouver, there are many things to do that don’t cost money…mainly meandering through beautiful shopping districts, neighbourhoods and parks throughout the city.

We have been here for a week and today marked the first time we paid an admission….we toured the magnificent Musée d’Orsay, which houses a wide selection of art masterpieces from around the world.

After riding the Metro for a week, I have learned that Parisians love their shoes!  It’s natural to have your eyes downcast while in transit, and admiring the footwear of both men and women has been fascinating.  High end, trendy, fashionable, unique and expensive.

Garry and I cook every day and we have really enjoyed shopping in smaller markets for simple, fresh ingredients.  Much of the high quality produce is from Spain, and this week we have been savouring the first crop of strawberries from France.  So much tastier than ours…don’t know why.  Other things we have been enjoying include sausage, cheese, wine, pastis and of course, daily croissants.  We have long walks every day that helps offset the above.  One day this week we set a new daily record on the Fitbit…33,000 steps!


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  1. Just catching up on your blog . . . Paris sounds like heaven for foodies! I have heard from others who have traveled to France that the food simply does taste better – is it the soil? No pesticides? Better quality ingredients? All of the above?
    I was sorry to hear about your pickpocket experience. So stressful! Even when I was in Paris in 1984 (yikes, that long ago?!) it was a problem everywhere, but particularly in train stations (our chaperone nearly got her purse stolen at the station in Marseille), the metro and outside Notre Dame. Make sure you keep a hold of your valuables while you are looking down at the fancy shoes! Hmmm, shoes, sounds like my kind of city!
    So happy things worked out for you so well in England. I love the big smile on Heather’s face with that pint of cider! I’m sure there will be many more of those . . . pints and smiles, that is! Hugs, A.

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