These are pretty standard Paris photos. The standard tourist shots. But to me, they’re beautiful moments of a whirlwind week-before booked long weekend in the City of Love with the boyfriend. And we certainly had a beautiful time.
We roamed the streets breaking in my new Vans, stopping for cheese and macaroons, paying 10 euros for a pint (sinful), climbing spiral staircases galore (don’t), got angry at Ipad tourists, drank cheap wine by the litre, read books by the river and even got a little sunburnt. It was a beautiful weekend, it really was. I’m thinking of doing a couple of niche posts about a market we visited and an incredible restaurant experience we had – interested?
Fall in love with life.