Last Thursday I took an early Eurostar, headed for Paris and a girls’ family reunion with my mum and grama. We celebrated our triple birthdays, spanning the summer months, and stretched out our long weekend with plenty of coffee, art and wandering.
New discoveries included beautiful gardens at the Jardin des Plantes, tea at the grand old Cafe du Lion of the Musee d’Orsay, and sweet things on the streets of St Germain. We walked our feet off and, when they would take us no further, hitched a ride on a rickshaw.
Paris always offers new delights; an old city that never gets old. We stayed at the Hotel Chopin, which I would recommend to anyone. It has a lovely old shabby feel, with immaculate rooms, and friendly staff. I hope I’ll be returning some day soon!
Meanwhile, my mum and grama have headed South, to the Loire, while Tom and I head up North, to catch up with friends and explore the Lake District for the first time. Boots and bikes are packed. Can’t wait!
Bryony! This is just the BEST! And your writing is astoundingly perfect! So welcoming, compelling and warm; yes, informative also. Takes me right back to our wonderful girl time in Paris, the handsome bike taxi guy, thanks to my wounded foot, the way we all three squeezed into that little buggy. What fun! What wonderful memories. The great laugh we all had that first night at the Hotel Mozart! Loved all your posts and forwarded it all to Dirk. Keep the good words flowing and have a wonderful time at your new job. I know you will make it PERFECT. (miss youuu. . .)