While I have yet to brave riding the velos for rent in Paris,
with spring now officially here,
it seems the perfect time.
I'd bike on down to the Eiffel Tower
to watch the lovers and children
laying~ and playing~ in the grass.
...Ride down to one of my favorite boulangeries
(with the gorgeous old painted windows from days gone by)
(with the gorgeous old painted windows from days gone by)
to pick up one of those evil,
full-gluten, white-flour baguettes
to nibble while on the move,
just like The French!
I'd pick up a colorful bouquet of flowers
to attach to my purple, handlebar basket...
Then meander along the Seine,
taking in the cranky bouquinistes
and their artsy used and antiquarian books,
posters and postcards,
buying a few to send by post.
I'd park outside one of the long-standing cathedrals,
wander in silence and meditate on the smell of ancient dust
and ghosts of historical significance.
By now, it's surely time for a decadent patisserie~
or maybe a crepe with fresh butter and jam.
Licking sticky fingers, I'd make my way down to
the Hotel de Ville for the latest free photography exhibit...
...Park myself at my favorite cafe
for a few hours of writing
while sipping a bubbly Kir Royal...
...then meet The Chef at a museum
to glimpse a few painting snapshots of old Paris
before dinner at our favorite, tiny bistro
in one of the island's oldest recorded spots in Paris.
We'd drop off the bicyclette at the nearest velo a louer location
and metro home in time to see the tower glitter from the bridge.
Ahh, spring in Paris.
Ahh, spring in Paris.
What does your favorite day in Paris look like?!
(Photograph copyright: Kirsten Steen)
