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1. matisse at centre pompidou
2. another matisse
3. we float like two lovers in a painting by chagall
4. parc monceau
5. his scarf!
6. tarte au café + tarte au citron from pierre hermé
7. lamp post at the louvre
8. macaron au framboise from ladurée
9. nougat stand
10. date stand
11. alley way in the fifth arrondissement
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Ce weekend...
i went to the centre pompidou, where i stared at vivid colors and defined lines, so different from any other museum in paris. it was so refreshing and worth the view from the top.
this part is a homework assignment: i sat in parc monceau, a park in a ritzy part of town.The park was created in 1769 and is not crowded with many tourists, unlike many other parks in Paris. There are many white, mansard-roofed, ironed-gated buildings bordering the park. The first parachute drop happened here from a hot-air balloon and children play in the roman ruins and carousel. The park was a lovely mix of beautiful gardens and quirky attractions that gave it a oh-so parisien feel.
i ate lots and lots of pastries! Before France, i never loved desserts. If nothing else, Paris has changed that about me. In pierre hermé and laudurée, buying deserts is an experience. You choose your dessert from underneath a glass case, someone takes it out for you, and they wrap it nicely in a box with a bow. Leave it to the French to make buying dessert feel like buying expensive jewelry. It may be a little bit cliché snooty-french, but so worth it.
i stumbled upon an ethnic market by place de la bastille. I lost track of time with all of the foreign scents and sounds. I'm beginning to love this side of Paris as much as the French side of Paris.
i went to see the contemporary ballet Romeo and Juliet at l'opéra de la bastille. A mix between opera and ballet, the show, while a bit bizarre at times, was breathtaking.
i went to mass at l'église de la madeline. The service was beautiful, but my favorite part was watching the catholic school girls in their uniforms who sat in front of us.
i picnicked at Montmartre, sat along the Seine while reading Oscar Wilde, and the most delicious falafel i've ever had in the Marais.
i realized i only have so much time left here in the city of lights. le sigh.
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