And, we’re back! Paris was absolutely wonderful. Despite the record low temperatures, Thomas and I managed to stay warm in cozy cafes with plenty of French onion soup, spiced wine, and enough butter to make even Paula Deen gasp. Watching snow fall around the Eiffel Tower from inside an adorable bistro wasn’t too shabby either. It seemed as if we were looking into a Parisian snow globe. One of the benefits of visiting Paris in the winter is the absence of tourists. We were the only Americans for miles, apart from our time at Versailles or Père Lachaise Cemetery. Yes, I celebrated my birthday with a bunch of dead people (Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Edith Piaf, etc). This trip had quite a different feel from our last time in Paris, which was during autumn, but like the song says, “I love Paris every moment – every moment of the year.”
7 comments:
I love love love these pictures. Especially the action shot of you. And the one with you and Thomas is just precious. Your hair looks perfect ;)
Thanks, Thorne :)
Lovely! You're making me long for my favorite city. I'll be there in July, unfortunately the height of the tourist season (but better than no Paris at all!). Your comment about the snow falling at the Eiffel Tower reminded me of a winter trip I took in the 90's when we sat at the cafe next to Shakespeare and Co.--outside of course, and sipped our cafe cremes while Notre Dame was bathed in mist.
So poetic, Liza. Can I go with you in July? :)
sounds like an amazing trip. Please do tell about your favorite meal:)
Ha gladly, Gwen! I had an incredible foie gras with red onion preserves and crusty bread. Basic French fare, but like I said, incredible!
Food and tourism is a good combination and I think that the two folks had really enjoyed their time in Paris. The cold winter nights and tempting food is what I like.
Post a Comment