Aaaaah ....... 12 days in Paris with the indulgence of soooooo much time to wander and appreciate the seductive creativity of countless shops and window displays. I felt like Alice in Wonderland, strolling through a 3 dimensional painting of quintessential Parisian street scenes.
No rushing or crowds. The fun was in the looking, touching and inspiration - no pressure to buy as I don't have the luggage capacity or the dollars to be going on a shopping spree quite yet!!!
My homesickness was eased, thinking of you, my beautiful Sami and how your face would be lighting up with so much to see.
Family and friends, you were in my heart, with a constant longing to physically share these experiences.
A few of the photos are of the Village Saint Paul market (if you haven't heard of it, it's a weekend market in The Marais district) which winds around a maze of lanes, doorways and squares ..... buzzing with quality bric-a-brac, resident ateliers, chic locals and calorific temptations (chocolatiers and pâtisseries en masse).
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