POSTCARDS FROM PARIS
Travel Stories From The City Of Love
A few weeks ago, Jase and I visited Paris, our first trip together but one of many for me.
Paris has always felt special to me, despite the fact i’ve been too many times to remember each trip, and regularly visit for work. Towards the end of last year something sparked inside of me, a deep, swelling lust and need to visit the city again. It came out of nowhere and truly overcame me, I spent hours curating photography shot in the city, both instagram street style shots and generally pictures of the places people live and hang out. I became obsessed by the cities interiors, the slightly effortless and out of focus imagery, and the undeniable chique-ness of the people who live there. I read many books on Paris … Sundays In Paris, A Paris and heaven knows how many travel blogs.
I was clearly putting out a vibe as not long after my obsession happened a job opportunity arose which would have entailed me moving to Paris or at least spending a few days a week there … a sure sign that you can manifest the life you want. As it happens another role came up too, which I ended up taking but the Paris thing is still there in the background. So perhaps one day.
Anyway, my obsession manifested into opportunities, but also of course the booking of a trip with Jase. He’d always been underwhelmed by the city, which I was eager to change (I succeeded). Paris, much like London, New York and other vast, diverse and busy cities has many different sides. The key to falling in love, is exploring, strolling and becoming a local in those areas that sing to you the most. Le Marais, Greenwich Village, Nottinghill …
Our trip wasn’t a packed tourist agenda, I’d been many times before and didn’t need to tick off the sites, that said I had a list of places I wanted to return too, places that make me feel excited, that ooze beauty and that I wanted to capture on camera. You see, Paris is also a city i’ve been too more times than anywhere else, yet never shared much of on my blog. The same with Scandinavia, I think when you travel a lot with work, multiple times a year, or are there to hang with friends, my inner ‘travel blogger’ rests a little and doesn’t feel the need to run the city ragged to report back. This trip was no different, incredibly relaxed, the only goal to live like a local, and potter around like we would in our own city at the weekend.
As such I have three (more) Paris posts to share with you, but truthfully they’re postcards from the city rather than a full blown guide of where to eat, stay and drink. Although i’ll be sure to share some of those things within the post, with you too.
Postcards from Paris ….
Whilst the Eiffel Tower is of course a tourist highlight, it doesn’t have to be seen in a tourist way. The Trocadero has beautiful views, but is rammed with people and that in itself can sometimes take away the joy. Instead of drown in crowds, we took a scenic route, starting off in the Palais Royal, exploring the beautiful Palace Vendome which is stunning and packed with designer tours, we walked the Louvre and took a moment in the gardens to rest our feet, before we walked the river and the back streets to Rue De L’Universite where we shot these photos.
The route was quiet, pretty and a perfect leisurely stroll to ease us into the city.