Greetings from the land of snooty waiters! It has been a few weeks since I last wrote on the blog. Pardonnez-moi. My apologies. The first half of our trip, and two full weeks, have just gone by.
Paris, London: two fascinating European cities.
Blending the old and the new, traditions and quirkiness, effortlessly.
Embracing stereotypes, defying them.
London, Paris: two favorite ladies of mine. I miss you already.
Paris, I once called you home, and have visited at least once a year since I left,
but I still know you.
|From my hotel window on Place Dauphine,
Ile de la Cité
Paris, how I love watching your people.
People say they are morose. Peut-être. Maybe. But some things will never change.
They still walk, bike, and enjoy their city.
In the evening, they still go home carrying a warm baguette (or two.)
In short, they still have their priorities straight.
|Seen by the Promenade Plantée (Paris’ High Line walk:)
“This space is reserved for walking.
Joggers are tolerated as long as they do not disturb walkers…”
London, you have changed a lot.
Queen Victoria may not recognize you.
So modern, yet so traditional.
So predictable, yet so eccentric.
You keep surprising us.
London, you rule!
|The hip and lively Southbank|
|Europe’s tallest building, the Shard, dominates the London skyline|
|The crazy world of Camden Markets, North London|
|Watching the world go by through the window of an ice cream parlor,
In London and in Paris,
There have been precious moments,
spent with relatives and friends.
I did my best, but I still could not see everyone on my list.
L’année prochaine, c’est promis. Next year, I promise.
|A grandmother, and her grandsons
Parc des Buttes-Chaumont
For the next two weeks,
our most excellent European adventure continues.
For now, Junior and I have relocated to the French Riviera.
La Côte d’Azur, and its ruling queen, Nice.
My family’s roots are firmly planted by la Grande Bleue (the Mediterranean sea.)
We have to climb six flights of old, steep stairs,
to reach the “Crow’s Nest,”
our apartment in the heart of the Old Town.
But the view and small terrace are worth it.
|Getting acquainted with la Baie des Anges (the Bay of Angels…)|
|A home with a view…|
I will be back in a few days with more stories…
In the meantime,
keep visiting the French Girl in Seattle‘s page on Facebook,
for daily photos and updates.
Thank you for all your comments and emails over the last few weeks.
Have a fun, warm, and safe rest of July!
Off to pour another glass of chilled rosé wine… A votre santé!
— French Girl in Seattle —
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