Paris was grey and moody during our visit…rather strange weather for July.
We found ourselves often caught out amongst eager downpours of fat sky drops, leaving us saturated from the knees down. But I didn’t even mind…it was Paris. Excitement still bubbled inside despite looming clouds up ahead.
Drying off in Crêperie de Josselin was a pleasure.
Wandering for hours during the day…
…relaxing in the Tuileries when sunshine did appear, in all it’s fervent glory…
…and searching for hidden cocktail bars in the Marais during the evening.
Yes, we had a marvellous four days in Paris.
Ending rather appropriately, I feel, with Ladurée macarons on our flight to Marrakech.