I wrote this as my first post when I got back to Paris and then, somehow, forgot to actually post it. Since I went to the trouble of writing it, here it is, a bit late.
I didn’t really make it out of our apartment for almost a week after returning to Paris. A few mornings I slept until 11 AM, unheard of for me, and then I got a cold on top of it. Paris got very cold so I pretty much hibernated.
I did bundle up late one morning for a walk on Promenade Planteé and the sun came out lighting up this building, actually a police station, which has two unusual lines of these statues, copies of The Dying Slave by Michelangelo, although with a triangle in the torsos. I’ve never found out the reason for this decoration but I’m guessing it’s just modern art.
My first day out I headed to Palais Royal, one of my favourite places. It was on a Sunday so it was packed with visitors, locals and tourists alike.
A couple posing for wedding photos. I’m glad she had that little jacket because although sunny, it was cold.
A look at the beautiful architecture.