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Paris!
I spent two and a bit weeks in Paris last summer, recuperating. I walked and walked and walked until my map crumbled in my hands. I took hundreds of photos, and I sat and sipped coffee in dozens of cafes. It was blazingly hot and bright, although the photos make it look rather overcast. I lost the last fifty of my pix which I was rather annoyed about, but never mind: I can always go back. It's an hour from Newcastle, you know, and the Metro goes right to the airport....
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| The things I mainly did in Paris: walked, took
photos, looked in shops. Like this one, the shops were mostly
shut for the summer: Parisiennes' way to avoid scummy tourists. |
But you don't need help to take pictures of yourslf at exotic locations. Well, I don't. I did have to rotate this through 180 degrees to use it though. | ||
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| See where the man's standing? I got his table
about two minutes afterwards, and my word, it was the best table in the
house. This is the cafe inside the old station of Orsay, now the
Musee. And this clock commands an amazing view of Paris looking
towards Sacre Coeur. |
Orsay: quite big inside.
The paintings were pretty good but you get museum-ed out quite
quickly. Or at least, I do. I prefer buildings to objects. |
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| Orsay from the outside. In
Britain, of course, this would have been tuned into a shopping
centre. Or, to be fair, maybe a second hand bookshop like Barter
Books in Alnwick. |
I did manage to squeeze in some
shopping though. And it struck me that this outfit looked a bit
like the one in the Renoir painting of the barmaid. |
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