Everything excites in the plane, I can not wait, that of finding all these good things I was deprived for a year ... But Barely exited the aircraft I am quickly reminded that the charm of this beautiful country is in package: Organization of shit (no kidding, a leading CDG airports in the world, not to manage a damn passengers crossing the state ...), transit as low as their prices, people as helpful as patients, total. Finally luckily I managed to regain my sis's apartment ... Hardly the case raises is the direction of Levy walk street, where I find the smells, colors and animation so particular.
Wasting no time, barely digested breakfast we left for Saint Germain des Pres, and yes homecoming, or a buddy Nick joins us American. I had promised him to discover the best (at least among the best) buttons and patisseries of Paris. It is without hesitation that I take him to Laduree and Pierre Herme in! We decided to go and ask the Luxembourg gardens to enjoy our follies sucrees ... It's not even bother me to tell you that we feasted! (And yes I have yann think of you worry)
was one of those rides that I loved so much so, the Saint Germain district, fine arts, street cops, Luxembourg, the Pantheon, the academy, ESTP (yes detour requires), Saint Michael, Saint Andre des Arts, rue de Bucci and return to the Odeon ...
The next visit is the cemetery of Pere Lachaise ... good is not it true that there are more gay has done, especially in the rain ... but this huge park full of surprises. Beyond the famous Morrison, Faure, Apollinaire, Moliere, La Fontaine, Piaf and Chopin to name a few, there are also graves rather than the atypical:
After a long walk is that we leads through the Place des Vosges, the Saint Paul, the oldest house in Paris (or not), the town hall, Pompidour, Chatelet, the Louvre (very short visit unfortunately), Opera, Place Vendome The walk from the Faubourg Saint Honore for lunch and a small piece of theater with one of the rising comediennes fabi!
It's crazy as the pretext guide can visit so many things we did not have the opportunity to ... including the catacombs on Place Denfert.
Nothing spectacular, the bones and skulls are arranged so ordered that nothing terrible.
Finally after several days of gray Paris I decided to go visit auntie christine, mag and Bernard who generously invited me to their homes in the south Montpel ...
Look at this facade trompe l'oeil ...
And yes back in the car before it is passes through the famous Millau viaduct, breathtaking accomplishment. Its elegance that stands out of the groove in the middle of nowhere, attracts many tourists ...
Well this picture is for this bitch of montpellier saleswoman who forbade me to take pictures of the ceiling of his shop. (In English and in addition, what an idiot)