Paris, like its (so that, not to be confused with Ms Hilton) name suggests, is a place where most people love to be. But I never was that person. Paris reminded me of the solemn mood I felt before my Dad's passing. And one of my best friends told me that, it always happens after a Paris trip…
Well, I was in Paris again, a few days ago. I didn’t do much except having a great lunch at Leon Du Bruxeille on my second day there. I had mussels cooked in a lightly-buttered, garlic and parsley sauce and I washed it all down with Alsace Riesling. What a pleasure chewing the mussels that tasted so fresh unlike the ones in this part of the world that are so rubbery in texture!
I took a walk, like I always do and found this little treasure. It’s an Audrey Hepburn themed décor for a living area! I walked into this home décor shop and enjoyed my encounters with so many things in the theme of New York and of course, Breakfast at Tiffany’s! I wish I could spend a little more time there but obviously, I look too poor to own anything there.
I finished my day with Internet surfing and watched endless amount of France 24, BBC and CNN. I could not wait any longer to get out of Paris.
