En liten tur til Paris

Plutselig var det 3,5 år siden sist vi var i Paris, som er ganske svakt når det bare er 1,5 time med toget fra Brussel til Paris. Vi har vært en del andre steder i Frankrike siden, men nå kjentes det på tide å ta en ny runde.

Fredagsantrekket var vide, hvite jeans arvet fra Ida, jakke fra mamma, topp fra Ingeborg 14 år og solbriller noen har lagt igjen hos oss etter en fest. Skoene fra Vagabond har nå 14 år på nakken.

Vi tok ettermiddagstoget til Paris på fredag, i tide til både vin rundt hjørnet for hotellet vårt i Marais, en kaffe, litt teshopping og en galette før middag.

Følte meg veldig kul her. De solbrillene altså.

Denne våren går jeg endelig på ordentlig franskkurs og det er ikke overraskende mye mer tilfredsstillende å reise rundt i Frankrike nå. Men man trenger ikke mye fransk for å bestille to glass hvitvin på uteservering, selv i Paris.

Erik på Arpège.

På kvelden hadde vi bord på Arpège, verdens 45. beste restaurant. Den har hatt tre Michelinstjerner siden 1996 og er spesielt kjent for at den gjør vegansk og vegetarisk meny. Det er ikke så lett å få bord på de gode restaurantene i Paris, men Arpège hadde plass.

Må litt Ruby woo til på fænsi fransk restaurant.

Dessverre syntes vi at det var for lite innovasjon i rettene og at de var for like hverandre. Det er mulig å gjøre vegetarmeny både spennende og digg, og de fikk ikke det til dessverre. Men sommelieren gjorde en super jobb, så vi gikk ikke altfor skuffet derfra.

Erik som seg på slusen fylles.

En av hovedattraksjonene med denne Paristuren var å ta ferge langs Canal Saint-Martin. Det er en sidearm av Seinen og man beveger seg 25 høydemeter oppover gjennom 9 sluser. Erik hadde gledet seg veldig og det var virkelig koselig både å se Paris fra elva og å bevege seg sakte gjennom byen og vinke til de andre turistene.

Det er små broer over kanalen hele veien, der mange stod og så på oss og slusene.
Erik og en spektakulær sjokoladedessert, og mine veldig gode oster.

Restaurant Vefour hadde dessverre avsluttet kapittelet med Paris’ mest spektakulære ostevogn, men både oksekjaken og ostetallerkenen var eksepsjonelle, så vi koste oss.

Erik og magnolia.

Vi satt en stund ved en fontene og leste bok og beundret magnoliane.

Erik, Seinen og skyene som snart skulle fange oss.

Vi gikk langs Seinens bredder og ble fanget i regnet.

Erik og veldig god sykkelinfrastruktur, på leiesykkel gjennom byen.

Vi syklet rundt alle steder i Paris. Det har blitt veldig godt tilrettelagt og det var en drøm å sykle rundt. Det er ingen tvil om at Paris er betraktelig større enn Brussel, for det tok stadig 20 minutter bare å sykle fra Marais til elva…

En fransk frokost før impresjonister.

Vi begynner å få sansen for fransk frokost, og det er lite som slår en rustique baguette i Paris, salt fransk smør, en liten joghurt og kaffe. Mmmm…

Erik med sin favoritt.

Vi har lært mye om kunst mens vi har bodd i Brussel, og det var spennende å endelig bruke en dag i Musée d’Orsay hos impresjonistene. I motsetning til Louvre så er det mulig å komme seg gjennom hele i løpet av en dag, selv om vi måtte ha lønsjpause.

Det er litt morsomt at Kolsåstoppen henger i Paris.

Jeg har ikke hatt så mange tanker om impresjonisme før, men jeg kjente at det er noe jeg virkelig har sansen for. Ikke spesielt orginalt kanskje, men det er virkelig vakkert. Som bæring er jeg oppvokst med fortellinger av Monet som malte fra Bærum, men det var allikevel morsomt å se Kolsåstoppen henge i Paris.

Plutselig oppdaget jeg hvor disse ikoniske søylene var i Paris, så da måtte det bli bilde. Erik klaget hele tiden på at jeg er veldig vanskelig å ta bilde av.

Det er mange fordeler ved å bo i Brussel og en av dem er absolutt at Frankrike bare er en togtur unna. Vi har etter hvert vært i Paris, Strasbourg, Champagne, Marseille, Lyon, Dijon og Alsace. Denne våren har vi vært tilbake i Paris og skal tilbake til Champagne, pluss at vi endelig skal til Lille. Så får vi se om vi også får til en liten tur til Sør-Frankrike i år…

English: we had a very cozy weekend in Paris in March, cruising the canal, seeing some art and enjoying food and life in the most popular city in the world.

Paris om sommeren

Sommeren 2011 var jeg på 2CV-treff i Frankrike og på vei tilbake fra treffet kjørte vi innom Paris og var der i noen dager. Det var varmt, vakkert og god mat. Og ingenting er som å kjøre fransk bil i Frankrike. Jeg lengter til sommerfri som varer evig, varme og å være nøttebrun. Det ble plutselig så høstlig her hjemme.

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English: I went on a 2CV gathering in France the summer of 2011 and we spent a couple of days in Paris on our way back.

Rainy Sunday in Paris

I ended up having almost a whole day of spare time in Paris after my meeting there. I didn’t have any “most dos” and not very much is open on Sundays, but it ended up being a good day. I tried to find a Sunday marked, but is was raining (we even had hail in the end), so nobody were out. And that city is really big, so it takes some time just to get around. I didn’t want to get my camera wet, so these are the only good ones I took.

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José and Jón (and my suitcase) were my company for some of the day. Here we are hiding from a sudden shower of rain.

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I found a flowering tree <3

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I tried to find a street marked, but they were all closed.

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My lunch. It was actually sort of a strange, because it was extremely difficult to chew, but perfectly done. And the chips were heaven.

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What I saw of the Eiffel tower.

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There is definitely something about the architecture in this town, it’s grandness, maybe…

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Pretty lamppost

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Modern art meets classic art

Paris (or planning, really)

I went to Paris last weekend. I didn’t notice it much, but I was there. I knew Mary, Jón and Radu already, and Mary and I share a love for all things pretty. Especially dresses and skirts and pretty colours.

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On our way to the office the first morning.

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We used two rooms in the offices of the French scout association.

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This is the only picture I have of any of my outfits that weekend. Notice the summer shoes!

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Radu in action. White boards <3

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Hand support is important for thinking

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Part 1 of ‘the creative team’! (I am the second part)

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Lunch the French way

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Notice how consumers are doing what Coca Cola tells them; Radu with Zero and Mary with light.

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A normal lunch in France, coq á vin with veggies on a straight line. Very tasty!

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Mary had chevré salad

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My crazy sized and truly wonderful lemon merengue pie

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Happy southerners (they’re from Partugal and Greece)

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The Paris I saw sort of looked like this

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Outfit pic of Mary before dinner

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The gals, red lips and grey 😉

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They talked about football a lot

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We talked about interesting stuff 😉

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When in doubt, have steak. Ask for “bleu”, it means blue. I think it is the best thing about French, they don’t have a word for “rare” (as in “how do you like your steak”), they say blue.

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I had snails (escargót), risotto and some bubbly.

I will show you the pictures from the (rainy) Sunday later!

Paris

This is the first of many posts about France, the trip and everything. Petter and I had decided that when we drove past Paris anyway, we could just as well stop by and find out what kind of city it was. In the end we got the rest of my family and a couple of other guys to join us as well and the trip was a blast. We were only there for three days and only saw a small part of it all, but now we have lots still to see 🙂

I managed to do a bit of shopping while in Paris and bought a pair of silver sandals, a pair of black ballet pumps a wonderful yellow bag (that you have already seen) and two Moleskine books of different sizes.

Ok so, Paris

The day we arrived in Paris…

Petter, Ingeborg and Dolly in Paris

Traffic in Paris – much better than I feared, but only because we were saved by the GPS…

We were 11 cars driving together to Paris and therefore had to do some circles around the Champs Elysees. It was fantastic! Ah, cars driving in every direction, from every direction, it was like being on a radio car track and I LOVED it. You should try it sometime.

This is me and Dolly! Petter took lots of pictures of us and Dolly and I managed to be on one. I think we did more than 10 rounds before we exited 🙂

Now; pictures of me and differently shaped rocks in Paris. Pretend not to notice Petter’s fingerprint on my lens… (I was wearing mom’s old Adidas shorts and a loose fitting metallic top. It was terribly hot while we were there.)

We had breakfast in the park. I can’t remember it’s name but on the other side you’ll find Louvre.

There were a lot of statues in the park. I like men’s backsides (in case you wondered).

Me and Louvre. To actually see anything in there, I might need a lifetime. Or three months dedicated to the place. Just tell me if you want to join.

Leather goods were of so high quality and so detailed and wonderful that it was a good thing I almost had no money.

Since it was so hot, we spent a lot of time in the shade drinking something (here coffee) and looking at people passing us by. It’s not hard to notice that Paris is a fashionable city. You don’t find many of these women back in Trondheim…

Ah, the chef’s salad and a pleasant white for lunch. I could live with that.

And now that I have seen both, a burger is a burger whether you’re in the USA or in France, but in France they ask you if you want it medium or rare…

New ballet flats. Everyone in Paris wears them. I might need more in different colours. I might also need to move away from Trondheim before I can wear any of them.

My very wonderful brother.

The travel buddies, waiting for the credit card (mom) to arrive so we could get something to eat.

The last thing we did before leaving Paris was to see the Eiffel tower. We had done nothing else that was very touristy, so this was a minimum.

The Eiffel tower and a tree.

There actually was a nice park underneath it. Behind that tree you will find the incredibly long queue to get to the top.

Oooh! Flowers!

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Petter, The Rolling Stones and the Eiffel tower.

Me, new pink dress from Boston and silver sandals bought in Paris and the Eiffel tower.

And just when we were about to leave, a 2CV drove up in front of the Eiffel tower. Nothing could have been more right for this trip.

I am definitely going back to Paris. And next time I will have more money so I can bring an extra suitcase home… And you should also bring someone you like to cuddle, for it is a city for lovers.