Life in a movie!

Sometimes living in Paris is like being in a movie. Take this morning for example. Getting up having coffee, breakfast and getting change.d Taking extreme care with clothes, make up, hair etc putting on hat and coat, remembering this is Paris after all and you can't go outside in any old thing unless you want to endure the stares in the street. All dressed and looking good, heading down the street to the metro Alessia. Wandering down the street in a happy daze white and cream stone buildings complete with black wrought iron surrounding you. Shops on every side adorned with sales signs on the way to meet S for some general and aimless wandering round Saint Germain for window shopping and just mere enjoyment of being out and about in the Parisian streets. So, walking down the street to the metro (rrrrriiiiiiippppp) stepped in dog poo... one of the many little packages of delight left all around Paris for those poor unsuspecting people who are lost in a dream world somewhere else. Hey I said a movie I didn't say it was a happily ever after.

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That bit came later (after the scraping of boots on cement or the jumping in puddles hoping to eradicate the delightful smells that come with said dog poo) with the wandering and the looking in shops and enjoying being in Paris. Also, the enjoyment of the pistaccio and raspberry macaroon that we found in a delightful little patisserie or the purchase thanx to my sisters christmas present of a bottle of Givernchy perfume from Gallery Laffayettes. All in all I think it was a pretty good day in Paris.