Six weeks ago DB and I were in Paris for my long birthday weekend. If you were reading the blog back then, you know that we both got sick and I spent one of those precious days laying in bed not able to move. I had a bad taste in my mouth over Paris. We both thought that a return trip would be just the thing to wash those bad memories away.
Turns out that I was back there again, albeit for work, sooner than I thought I would be. I was in Paris Tuesday and Wednesday this week, just home late last night on the Thalys train.
The above photo was taken from my colleague C.’s car while she was taking me on a tour around the city. She’s a real local. She was born in Paris. Her parents were born in Paris. Her grandparents used to own a cafe in Paris. She drove me around like anyone would drive around in their home town. She knew all the right streets to take and where the high points were to be found. It was fantastic to be shown around like that! Even nicer, it’s vacation time so most of the locals are away on holiday and the streets were relatively quiet.
After the tour we went to a restaurant called Pasco. We sat outside on their terrace to eat. It was so warm! I’m not used to being able to sit outside at 10pm and not even need a sweater. The food was VERY good and not any more expensive than you would pay in Amsterdam. I had sea urchin for the first time ever. Yum.
It was a good trip, although fast and tiring, and was good to put some positive thoughts of Paris in my head. After being there twice in six weeks I feel like I could really find my way around very easily. I took public transport to and from Gare du Nord coming and leaving. I’ve seen more of the city this trip. Next time DB and I go to Paris I can pretend I know what I’m talking about. 🙂