It was bittersweet then and it's bittersweet now. My last day in Paris! As we headed out to stroll the Promenade Plantée I realized I'd never snapped a photo of the Metro sign nearest our hotel. Such an iconic image...
Off the Metro and walking to our destination we spotted an interesting park backed by a semi-derelict building.
Vines have been working where there once were walls, but that angular doorway looks used.
The garden was definitely cared for.
With a wonderfully decorative archway covered with deciduous vines.
We'd been neglectful when it came to checking out historic churches on our walks, we stopped in this one.
The chairs were screwed to the horizontal wood pieces.
I didn't know for sure, but had a feeling this was our destination.
So I've skipped ahead, to the end of our walk on Promenade Plantée (in-depth coverage tomorrow) and we're descending back down to street level.
A building? Or a planter? I guess I never really did find out.
I really wanted to go check out that Cordyline up-close, but there was a kinda crazy guy spouting off nonsense on a bench nearby, so I decided not to go there.
These rather ugly glass recycling containers were all around Paris. This was the first one I got to investigate up-close.
"Pour la tranquillite des riverrains merci de ne pas jeter os bouteilles entre 22 heures et 7 heures" translates to: "For the tranquility of the riverside residents, please do not throw away bottles between 10 pm and 7 am"
We stopped for a leisurely lunch here, at Cafe Le Remontalou. It was lovely, but thank goodness we were not in a hurry because it was so very slow...
Upon returning home I caught a blog post on the Urban Jungle Bloggers about a pop-up shop here. I wish I would have known!
Another teaser for tomorrow's post. We first spotted this unusual building from up on the promenade, it was nice to get a different view from the street.
And one of the Metro stations. I wish I'd been better about photographing them, everyone was different.
The bright yellow chairs set a cheery-tone.
Our final stop was at Les Caves Du Louvre, a wine cellar connected to the Louvre that offered wine tastings and seemed to cater to the tourists. I was very apprehensive about visiting, I smelled a scam and was not up for it. Thankfully my friend Julie had a much kinder heart, and less suspicious mind, and persuaded me to venture in.
And we tasted some wonderful wines. Had I known that Air France was going to force me to check my carry-on bag I might have bought a bottle of the amazing Pinot Noir/Cabernet blend we tasted. It was delicious! (Julie was smart enough to have bought one)
Climbing up out of the cellars we discovered a planted courtyard.
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