What can I say that these photos don’t?
Here’s what I love… the little things.
Early mornings with a croissant and a cafe creme at the cafe down the street. The bread… oh the bread. The windows at Galleries Lafayettes. The view from Deli-cieux at Printemps. Walking the cobblestones. Riding through the streets at night on a Velib bike. The occasional waft of sewer smells, the scream of scooters and motor bikes, and the complete randomness of the museum opening times. Love it all.