Dear Paris, I love you but…our relationship cannot last for I have met another.
It was a sad breakup, but what can I say? I know She’ll understand and forgive for She knows I always come crawling back. Before we parted however, we had just one final fling, a fitting finale to a fine romance and this is how it started…
Hopped aboard the Metro from Republique to Chatelet and…
Strolled past the Hotel de Ville and an ever so pretty carousel and on…
Across Pont au Change to view the Seine and…
On past the Conciergerie where Marie Antoinette awaited the guillotine then stepped onto…
Point Zero, the spot in front of Notre Dame marking the centre of Paris and the 1st Arrondissment then…
Paused to view the cathedral’s majesty and while there…
Listened to a Scot piping VIPs from the Remembrance day service and thought of a special friend’s love of Bagpipes; before entering to light a final candle to all the people I’ve loved and lost. While there I…
Snapped a few photos of her magnificent stained glass rose windows and beautiful lighting and cussed ‘cos my camera isn’t capable of capturing their majesty. Then I rewarded my self by…
Indulging in the best ever yet Crepe Citron Sucre before…
Hopping metro from Hotel de Ville to the Trocadero to view the most beautiful tower in the world. She sparkled just for me, a sight that would make even the most jaded sigh in awe. The city of lights indeed. Finished off the day by…
Dining with my gracious host Randal at Au Passage Wine Bar where we sampled some rather nice French fare. The Chef? A Queenslander!
A heavy heart farewelling Paris but one full of joy as I boarded a flight bound for another beautiful city…my home – Brisbane.
So what exactly did Jane take away from that six month sojourn while we were all slaving our butts off (besides 7,800 photos, enough grasp on the Italian and French languages to avoid serious mischief, an appreciation of 38 new wines and a whole lot of bragging via the Blog) I hear you ask? Well stay tuned for there’s a little self indulgent blabbering coming up.
