Almost three weeks ago Jessixa and I returned from our Paris trip. It was perfect. We decided to spend a whole week there rather than rush around Europe making fleeting memories. Aside for Versailles we just roamed around the city on the Metro visiting odd bookstores, restaurants, museums, record stores and making friends with a music maker. Here are a bunch of pictures! Bon Apétit!
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| This is the apartment in Montmartre 18ᵉ where we stayed.
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| In Paris the graffiti is in cursive and orders you to look at the sky... |
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| ...So we did! |
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| At the Louvre the paintings are double-sided! |
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| This is a snap from Shakespeare and Co. This bookstore is like a
billion years old. Frequented by Hemingway, Joyce, Pound, Bagley, et al. |
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| Posing at the Place de Vosges, getting hungry... |
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| ...So we ate snails, er, I mean escargots. Very delicious (better than Kangaroo). |
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| Versailles was amazing. No pictures can do it justice. Jessixa cried
here (I cried at the Louvre). What can I say? Stendhal Syndrome kind of
ambushes you. |
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| Jessixa asleep on the train back from Versailles. |
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This is Maurice, the last maker of music boxes (all by hand) in Paris.
He is a wonderful man. Thanks to Jessixa's superb French skills we are
now invited back to stay with him in Provence. Maurice and his tiny
store were the treasure of our voyage. |
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| This is some of Maurice's work. |
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| Here we are posing like we're on a pretentious fashion blog. (No visible landmarks are required for a shot like this!) |
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| Jessixa on the terrace of the Musee D'Orsay |
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| Another friend we made outside our apartment. Jessixa named her Lady Marmalade. |
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| Un Regarde Moderne, the world's most crammed/tiniest bookstore. It was hard to move in this place. We bought a crazy French comic here. |
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| Eating crappy fondu at Le Refuge des Fondues. They serve wine out of baby bottles, make you crawl over the table to get to your seat and the service is like that of the Soup Nazi. Very fun, not very appetizing. |
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| Lots of drawing in Paris. |
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| We stayed in and cooked twice. It was nice having that option. |
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| And of course, the Eiffel Tower at night (with my hand over the picture). We've all seen it though, right? |
