Wandering around Paris alone is my absolute favorite thing to do. After finishing the Camino, I was incredibly delighted to see little yellow arrows around the city guiding my fellow peregrinos onward to Santiago. I’ve been to Paris many times and I’d never noticed the arrows until this trip. Funny how things can be right under your nose, and you don’t even see them – or know what they’re for.
I took these with my android – and the selfie is in the bathroom of the bowels of l’Hotel where Oscar Wilde died. The bar in the hotel is pretty much always empty, very private, and – in the right company – impossibly romantic.
The image looking down the Seine is taken from the first spot I visit when I get to the city (Pont d’Arcole). I feel an energetic charge pulse through my body and it fills me with pure bliss. It’s not the prettiest bridge, or even the prettiest view, but the energy is amazing. The image with the street musicians is taken from another favorite spot – Pont Saint-Louis – I could spend hours here (and have) people and performer watching. And, at night, the view of the back side of Notre Dame looks pretty magical. Not far from this spot is my favorite place in the city – no pictures, though, that bit’s just for me. 😉
The image of the tree – the oldest tree in Paris (over 400 years) – is in Square René Viviani next door to Shakespeare and Company. It was after my first visit to the bookshop in 2008 that I decided to open my own (the Bookery Nook in Denver). Alas, people became more and more enamored with their electronic devices and the printed word on paper became somewhat obsolete; we closed in 2012 – c’est la vie.