I came back from a 4-day weekend in Paris last night, and it’s been an amazing trip.
We did absolutely nothing. We haven’t been inside a single museum, church or such sights, and we have had no plans for what to do each day when we left the small studio apartment we’d rented. Flânerie, in other words.
That’s what I love about visiting a city that one knows so well; there’s no real need to do anything in particular except enjoy life and our time together.
The picture is one of only two that I took during our trip; a facade in the Rue de Montmorency that is covered in plants, from ivy to bamboo. I figured that would make a sort of link between the flânerie and the gardening…