paris fin-août
the city is slowly rolling back to its normal pace. the horse-drawn carriage that turns into a pumpkin in august is back in action. the 5-speed bicycle of august has turned back into a 12-speed. the bears and bees are coming out of hibernation, and little by little my social calendar is filling back up again.
it's always a bit sad, paris in late august / early september. the naive calm of the city loses its virginity once again. the butcher, the baker, perhaps even the candlestick maker re-open up shop.
the feeling i have during my morning metro ride that i am slightly underdressed, surrounded by shiny suits and matching jewlery sets, is reborn.
the construction workers go back to wherever it is they came from. the students return with their noise and purposefully messy hair.
la rentrée in full force, and by the end of july next year, we'll have forgotten how peaceful this august calm has been. delightfully surprising once more it will be, all the more reason why it's so magical to begin with.
it's always a bit sad, paris in late august / early september. the naive calm of the city loses its virginity once again. the butcher, the baker, perhaps even the candlestick maker re-open up shop.
the feeling i have during my morning metro ride that i am slightly underdressed, surrounded by shiny suits and matching jewlery sets, is reborn.
the construction workers go back to wherever it is they came from. the students return with their noise and purposefully messy hair.
la rentrée in full force, and by the end of july next year, we'll have forgotten how peaceful this august calm has been. delightfully surprising once more it will be, all the more reason why it's so magical to begin with.