Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Springtime in Paris.

So. I'm just back from ten days in Paris. Yep, a crazy impromptu trip, sans children, that I wouldn't have made if it weren't for the encouragement of Rodge. I got to travel with my mum and catch up with my sis, Tess, who has been living there (and hear her speak french, which I think is super cool). This was the first time overseas in five years. First time more than an hours drive away from my kids for a substantial period of time. It was a VERY BIG deal. Because it was a very big deal - here are about an hundred happy snaps.

1. I woke up super early the first morning and took a stroll around the freezing, almost deserted streets. This is Rue de Bearn looking towards Place des Vosges. 
2. The back of Tesse's head (she walks faster than me, always has) wandering through Jardin de Tuileries.
3. Fell completely in love with all the little white daisies popping up through the grass.
4. Sunshine. Jardin de Tuileries.
5. Egalité. Tess wandering the backstreets of Le Marais arrondissement.
6. Pink forget-me-nots! Who knew such things existed? Giverney.
7 - 10. Exploring Monet's garden. I've always wanted to go. So many bulbs - so unlike anything, ever in Sydney. (That's my mum wandering through the azaleas).
11. Haberdashery heaven.
12. Gorgeous carved pebbles in Musée Picasso. I also loved his torn collage bits.
13. Afternoon tea at Mariage Frères.
14. Blossom in Jardin de Anne Frank.
15. Centre Georges Pompidou. Paul Klee. Love.
16. Marché aux puces de Saint-Ouen.
17 - 18. Tess taking photos on la Promenade Plantée and blossom view from the promenade.
19. Palais Garnier.
20 - 21. Last day in Paris - enjoying the sunlight in Jardin du Luxembourg.

Highlights not pictured –
Palais de Tokyo. Loved it. Especially the current exhibition called Double Je, which was a collaboration between a vast number of artists and artisans to recreate studio spaces as though they were involved in part of a crime novel or murder mystery. Beautiful, dark and fun. (I instagrammed this).

Every other little Jardin we wandered across, often filled with blossoms or bulbs in flower, sometimes sculptures or art. Some had vineyards or orangeries. Walking or sitting on the grass seemed generally forbidden, then one sunny Sunday we wandered out from a metro trip to discover every square inch of grass covered with people soaking up the warmth. Also the Parisian play equipment seemed cooler than our daggy primary coloured Aussie stuff. And most Jardins/parks seemed to have market gardens/veggie patches within them.

Food. Tess made sure we didn't have a bad meal while we were there. Highlights included Ethiopian at Godjo, modern French fusion at Le Petit Marché and Poulette, bento boxes at Juji-ya that included mashed potato and green beans, falafel at Pitzman, the best seaweed salad I've ever had at Sanukiya, Hanks Vegan Burgers and my first ever vegan buffet at Soya. Whew! We certainly ate seriously well.

Riding the Metro. Every station was different - different fonts and chairs and mosaics and ads.


  1. OMG! Imogen?! How amazing and lovely for you x

  2. your enjoyment just shows through your photos - what a lovely collection. And I smiled at your mention of the metro stations too - last time I was there (also with my Mum) I took pictures of nearly every single metro station we waited at. So glad you went! x

    1. The metros were all just fabulous. I wish I took photos (you don't have to wait for long for a train though!) I think my fave station was Franklin D. Roosevelt (one section had yellow chairs and big gold block letters - another section was dark with glittery dots, so it felt like you were surrounded by constellations). Maybe. Or there was one kitted out with bolted metal walls so it felt like you were in a submarine.

    2. I know the Franklin D. Roosevelt; and the one with constellations was perhaps Cluny la Sorbonne? Hehe, that brings back memories.

  3. its so beautiful, I can't wait to see you so you can tell me all about it.
    I am also very jealous you got to spend 10days sans kids lol.

    1. 10 days without kids - I felt guilty, but then I got to watch three movies uninterrupted on the flight and read a book. Which was kinda heavenly. Best bit was waking up and only having to think about what I wanted to wear and have for breakfast - not the billion other things I'm trying to do on a normal morning at home. Even with the guilt, if you ever are able to wrangle it, I totally recommend it (: