paris
I was 15 the first time I visited Paris. It was not love at first sight. I was on a school trip and it was winter in Europe so I found Paris dark, gloomy and smelly. My Great Aunt Berthe lived in Paris and one night it was arranged that my sister and I meet her. Aunt Berthe arrived at the restaurant with an entourage, like a queen. She was accompanied by numerous relatives and of course, Tilu the dog.
Aunt Berthe moved to Paris from Poland in the 1920's, whilst my grandma migrated to Melbourne in Australia. Despite the distance between them, Grandma Edie and Berthe were very close and they kept in contact until Aunt Berthe passed away.
I was in the Marais looking for Brigat, a instafamous patisserie. I have no sense of direction so I walked around and around in circles for a while until I tracked it down.
The weather was more spring like than autumn so the locals were out enjoying the sun in the gardens.
I started my stay in Paris with a trip to the Marche President Wilson.
I first visited the Marche President Wilson way back in 2005. Since then its become instafamous and it's no longer the haunt of local residents.
The market is in a prime location with amazing views of the Eiffel Tower (picture on the left) and its also across the road from the Palais Galliera.
The Palais Galliera houses the museum of fashion and fashion history. It's a magnificent building surrounded by manicured gardens.
After my visit to the markets I crossed the city to visit some cookware shops located in the 1st and 2nd arrondisements also home to the imposing St. Eustache Church.
St Eustache Church's soaring ceilings, stained glass windows and beautiful paintings. Sadly, a funeral service was in progress during my visit.
The 1st and 2nd arrondisement is home to the Rue Montorgueil, a street filled with restaurants, and to Rue Saint-Sauveur, known for it's night life.
I heard some French accents, many American accents and even another Aussie accent. Maybe they too had watched Guillaume's tv series.
While still in Germany I booked a ticket to the l'Orangerie to see Monet's water lilies. I'd been before but can you ever be bored by the water lilies? I arrived early so I walked to the gallery via the Louvre and the Tuileries.
The L'orangerie was very busy during my visit but nowhere near as busy as the Louvre.
The Monet's are so beautiful I don't understand why people prefer to spend their time posing in front of the artworks rather than admiring their beauty.
After my visit, as I had some time to fill before my next art gallery visit, I sauntered along the Rue de Rivoli.
On my last day in Paris I visited Passy where the Musee Balzac is located.
I was on my way to the Musee Balzac when I saw this handsome gentleman outside a patisserie. The other pooch cycled past me in Sentier.
And then there are these killer views.
I went for a walk along the streets around the museum which is where I met Apollo. He was a bit of a naughty boy.
I hope you enjoyed my ramble around Paris. I'll be back next week with another travel post so until then,
Jillian
























































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