No object is mysterious. The mystery is your eye. (Elizabeth Bowen)
Someone once told me that part of the reason that life is bearable even in its darkest moments is the fact that it contains a never ending well of mystery.603 more words
Like Tessel and Isabel, who wrote about the bookstores of Gent and Amsterdam, I love exploring bookstores when I visit a city. A little over a year ago, I visited Paris for the second time and made it my mission to visit as many bookstores as I possibly could (much to the annoyance of my non-bookish travel companions). 651 more words
As I walked through the streets of Paris, I noticed shops selling bagels, cupcakes and cinnamon rolls.
From food trucks to Michelin-starred restaurants, the presence of America was everywhere. 641 more words
Parisians take their markets seriously. You could spend an entire Saturday rummaging for riches in the city’s antique markets, food sellers and bouquinistes. Avenue de Saxe is my favourite the Eiffel Tower in the distance while you’re elbowing your way through a predominantly local crowd, eyes agog at the abundance of fresh vegetables, regional cheeses, meat and fish and poultry, and home-made bread and pastries. 28 more words