Having lived in North America for the past 20 years, I had forgotten how much one walks in Paris! Perhaps this is also the secret of Parisians being so slim and fit.
Paris is, of course, a walker’s city. But which direction to take? And to what destinations? Does it really matter? Hold on to le file d’Ariane and let me show you a few fun things and sights …
Poetry on walls. Le Bateau Ivre by Arthur Rimbaud. His poetry, as well as his life, influenced many 20th-century writers, musicians and artists, including Pablo Picasso, Dylan Thomas, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, Vladimir Nabokov, Bob Dylan, Luis Alberto Spinetta, Patti Smith, La Liga del Sueño, Giannina Braschi, Léo Ferré, Henry Miller, Van Morrison, Penny Rimbaud, Jim Morrison … just to name a few. ( Name dropping is also a very Parisian thing).
R.I.P Lovers. Simone de Beauvoir and Jean Paul Sartre
Pause éclair , Rue Cler
While enjoying my giant pastry, I cannot help thinking of this fetching song by Thomas Dutronc (Françoise Hardy and Jacques Dutronc’s son) : “J’aime plus Paris”
Window display Rue des Francs-Bourgeois
Le fils de l’Homme René Magritte
How can you not love to jaunt in such motivating surroundings?