Walking in Paris

Day 4:

This day we walked. Boy did we walk. Pretty much the entire Seine. We walked the quais and it was pretty fantastic. Nothing but great views and lovely scenery. If I could, I'd live right here:


It was nice, quiet, and right on the river....and not to far from Le Marais. Yeah, yeah I know. I've already mentioned the Marais, but it's just so damn cool! We stopped there for a coffee at this cute place called Le Grizzli. LOTS of drinks to choose from and spot on decor.



A cool mix of modern and classic with the coolest chandelier made from desk lamps.


After coffee we went to the department store BHV. I wasn't looking forward to checking out a department store but I'm glad Bronwyn convinced me. It was Ikea meets Home Depot meets Pearle meets Best Buy meets Macys. Need to find one place to buy lipstick, paint supplies, a wii, and an indoor sauna? They got your back. It was pretty amazing. I don't know how much time I spent just looking at knobs. This wonderful endless wall of knobs.


Like a crack baby to a pipe.

We continued on the quais tour (The Alexander III bridge will never be given justice in pictures) and stumbled upon a protest. A long row of people in tents tied together and held down with rocks protesting the homeless problem in Paris.


After our brief exposure to french street politics we marched on to le Palais du Tokyo - One of the smaller modern art museums in Paris. With an exhibit on sustainable design (i got to sit in a tesla!), a cafe with a DJ, and a fascinating book store this is definitely a place i'd return to often if I lived here.


This museum is chill, rad, and open until midnight. You gotta love it. And although I wanted to stay all night we headed to home to down a bottle of wine and give our feet a break.

"Adjusting" to Paris

It's my 5th day here in Paris...and the first day that I've showered before noon. What can you do?

Day 1:

This trip has been all over the place since I landed. Once Bronwyn met me at the bus stop and we dropped my things off at the apartment we were off. We had to go to the Google Paris office to pick up the second Beirut ticket, then back towards the apartment to have dinner and change, then back north of the seine for the show.

We made it to Le Bataclan just as Beirut started. The show was wonderful. Everyone around us was full of energy. There were two guys standing next to us, really nice and rather cute, who turned out to be from the states (one visiting the other who lived there)..gotta love it. Zack Condon and crew did three encores that night. The love affair between those boys and Paris is just lovely.

After the show we found a cute bar, drank kir royales, and smoked until the wee hours of the morning. That's just how we roll.

Day 2:

We had a quick lunch in the neighborhood (14e) and headed for a walk in Le Marais, my favorite neighborhood in Paris. Bronwyn had a book with walking tours of Paris. We quickly went off track after we started. It took a while but I was able to convince Bronwyn to put the guide away and let us wonder the streets and get back on track naturally. (and people with my lack of sense of direction that is not an easy thing to do.)

It started to rain on our walk but we found ourselves only blocks away from L'as du Falafel, my favorite restaurant in Paris. We enjoyed some falafel especial while the downpour continued.

We headed home to do some shopping and enjoy the rain on our couch

Day 3:

I worked. That's right I worked on my laptop. All Day. Granted I didn't get out of bed until 12:00, but still. I was kinda annoyed but you can't be too annoyed when you're working in Paris. It's weird though. I didn't feel like I was on vacation. Yes, I know that when you're WORKING you don't feel like you're on vacation. But I kinda felt like I was home in a way. I mean I'm in this city that I love, where I speak the language, where people have assumed I'm a native, where I have favorite spots, where I have no interest in monuments and taking pictures, and where I can navigate the subway like no one's business. Basically I kinda feel like I belong here.

I don't know what that means exactly, but I like it.