Paris

The camera Hex

Leaving Paris was nowhere near as fun as arriving but still full of je ne sais quois. There were just a few last things I wanted to do before I left. I had seen a health food shop in my quartier yesterday so I wanted to be prepared for the long train ride. I stopped in to get some juices and granola and came back out many Euros later with some nice smelling shampoos and cosmetics along with a scanty…

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The shoe trick

Strolling through the streets all day, I realized I hadn’t done enough research or planning. I had a lot of stories from books and movies in my head but being here now, couldn’t find a lot of those points of interest. I was relying on pre-existing knowledge from college through grammar school to guide me, but practical plans like addresses were not there. The last thing I wanted to do with any of my precious 48 hours in the city…

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Hotel Baby

Stepping outside the train station at Paris Nord, brightly coloured pedestrians wore eclectic mixtures of textures and styles from business boutique to shabby chic pseudo-lingerie. My cab chauffeur spoke no English. I tried my best with my academic high school and college French. It worked to some degree, along with my preplanned hand written address and map. We found the Hotel Baby with relative ease. It cost a tenth of the London taxi and offered me my first peek into…

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