Back v early this morning from spending the weekend in Paris with Phil. We had a lovely time, mooching in the Marais and exploring the streets around Phil’s apartment on Saturday, followed on Sunday by a walk from his newly purchased book of Paris walks. It was a great itinerary, taking us off the beaten track and pointing out various places and features that we’d probably have missed. It also helped clear heads after a few large glasses of beer at one of the Paris Plage cafes on Saturday night.
He’s got a great set of local shops including a cheese shop and two delis, but all the nearby boulangeries have shut for the summer, which meant NO CROISSANTS for breakfast. So on Saturday we had to decamp to a local bistrot for petit déjeuner instead.
The 07.13am Eurostar this morning was just about bearable….