Meeting up with fellow Aussies during our last two days in Paris was a great breath of fresh air. I'd realised over the month I'd been in Paris that Aussie humour involves a unique mix of sarcasm, self-deprecation and paying out others involved. And only realised I missed it when I lived without it for a couple of weeks.
1. At Milord around the corner from our apartment.
2. The best falafel I have ever eaten. Forever ever? Ever ever? (Le Marais)
3. Salted butter caramel nougat.
4. 5. 6. Last day in Paris. Crêpes on Rue Lepic.
7. Tour De France.
8. Struggle street.
Some things I miss about Paris
- Running down to the boulangerie in the morning to buy baguettes, the smell of a french baguette and the way they crumble when you squeeze the crust.
- Cheese.
- Buying a glass of wine for 3 euros, or a bottle for 4 in an epicerie... the fact that it's legal to drink in public.
- Sitting down in a bar, cafe or restaurant and having a drink; no restaurant licences that make it obligatory to buy something to eat.
- How every Parisian quartier has a different feel, something different to offer.
- Knowing the language.
- Knowing my way around.
I think I fell in love with Paris.
