I find people in Paris friendly and happy to engage in conversation. Aurélie, who will closing her restaurant at the end of the year, is looking forward to sitting down to lunch with me next year. Mildred is still enjoying teaching Le Cours de la Civilisation française de la Sorbonne although her husband is retired. She will soon be a grandmaman. I will go back to Isabelle pour des cours particuliers (private French classes). Yesterday, I visited the Institut Oneto on Montparnasse to have the same lady wax my legs as last year. She came in early for me today and her soins de visage (facial) is amazing. She uses her fingers on the neck, shoulders and face to massage and gently stimulate the circulation. My face is so smooth right now. I will be returning to her next year as well.
|I love this place.|
There are many free concerts in churches. You don't need to pay for the pricey St. Chapelle concerts. Read signs and you will find them. This year, Janet and I went to a free concert in Montmartre and I saw a sign for musical week-ends (free) at Val-de-Grâce. If you like jazz, Café Universel on rue St. Jacques offers free music and an open mic day. You can go early and it's just locals having a glass of wine and enjoying the music. Barb only paid 5 euros for her milonga dances and that includes tea, coffee and snacks.
Paris city museums are free. If you haven't visited the Carnavalet , Musée Cognacq-Jay, Victor Hugo's or Balzac's houses, you can view any of the permanent collections gratuit. You can pay tourist price or neighbourhood price. I live next door to Poilâne, there are tourists looking in the windows all the time.
Breakfast: croissant, café, some bread and orange juice cost 10 euros. I ate there once. I can buy a croissant or a pain raisin for less than 2 euros. I make my coffee and buy yogurt and oranges at the market. Today, I left early for my appointment and had a coffee and croissant standing at the bar at Café Bullier (3 euros). Restaurants off the main squares are always less expensive and more often frequented by neighbourhood folks.
My Paris is a very every-day Paris. Alas! I didn't buy the 590 euros boots. I'm a retired school-teacher whose friends are mostly retired or soon-to-be retired. Comfortable walking shoes are necessary but the lovely boots not so much. It is a luxury just to be in Paris, to look at the beautiful objects in the window and to dream!
|These will have to stay in the window!|