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Deb & Julie’s Walking Tour Through Paris

March 13th, 2012 · 9 Comments


Two of my cousins came to Europe in February on a whirlwind tour of Amsterdam, Brussels, Brugge, and Paris.  They couldn’t have chosen a better time to come.  Uhh, that is if you happen to be Eskimos or you just love freezing Siberian weather!  They froze their butts off even wearing 5 layers of clothing while running around Holland and Belgium, so by the time they arrived in Paris, the cold weather seemed downright balmy!

Deb lighting a candle in Notre-Dame.

Julie trying on hats in the Bon Marché.

Everyday after a late breakfast Julie and Deb took off to walk the streets of Paris and walk they did!  On average about ten miles a day, which is normal for Paris, but when the weather is hovering around freezing, that’s saying a lot!  During the weekend I took them to my old haunting grounds: Saint-Germain-des-Près, the Place Saint-Sulpice, the Jardin du Luxembourg and the Bon Marché one day.  Montmartre, Pigalle, and the Cour Saint-Pierre another day.

The Eglise Saint-Sulpice getting a facelift.

Cézanne at the Musée du Luxembourg.

Maya Muses:  It was great showing them around Paris and it brought back good memories of bygone days for me, but don’t ask them that!  I chewed their ears off going down memory lane and when I finally saw their eyes glazing over after my fiftieth story  about my shenanigans in my younger days, I knew it was time to call it a day!

Showing Julie and Debi the Cour Saint-Pierre.

How the Cour Saint-Pierre looked when I first arrived in 1980.

How the Cour Saint-Pierre is today.
(A lot more plants, but a lot less hair! LOL!)

Photo Credits:  Personal Photos

Tags: Baby Boomer Babbles · Paris - Paname · Travel

9 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Anon // Mar 15, 2012 at 7:01 pm

    Nice passageway, where in Paris is it?

  • 2 Harriet // Mar 15, 2012 at 9:34 pm

    What a fun post! I would never be brave enough to actually try on a hat at Bon Marche. I’d also like to know where this passage way is located. Now to find out more info about the Cezanne exhibit — that’s what I would love to be seeing.

  • 3 Lynn // Mar 16, 2012 at 8:23 pm

    Anon, it’s in the 17th arrondissement, M° La Fourche, not far from Place de Clichy, but there’s a gate now that only the people who live there can get in. Not like in the good old days!

  • 4 Lynn // Mar 16, 2012 at 8:32 pm

    Harriet, Julie wasn’t the only one trying on hats, Debi and I did our share as well! I stopped after 7 or 8, but those two girls must have tried on everything in the store!

    The Cour Saint-Pierre was really a wonderful place to live. It was like living in a small village right in the center of Paris! You can read more here if you like:

    As for the Cézanne exhibit, it was at the museum until the 26th of February. Sorry you missed it!

  • 5 Harriet // Mar 18, 2012 at 7:51 pm

    Thanks for the link to your 2008 post. I also meant to tell you that I love your smile in the (above) 1980 photo. You were a courageous young lady. Do you have a post telling what motivated you/gave you the courage to travel so far away at such a young age?

  • 6 Lynn // Mar 21, 2012 at 12:13 pm

    Well by 1980, I had already spent 9 years wandering around like a nomad, but yes I do mention my travels in the About Me link above. and I know you’ve already read how I ended up in Paris. It was love at first sight with the city and a wonderful young Frenchman!

    (Okay Patrick, he was way before your time! LOL!!!)

  • 7 Harriet // Mar 29, 2012 at 9:25 pm

    Thank you for the link to your Nov. 18th post. I don’t think I had read that one before. What a GREAT story!

    But where did you get the courage for all that traveling? Did your family travel a lot when you were young? I grew up in ‘small town’ SC and traveling alone at that age was NOT an option much less a thought. I fell in love with the ‘idea’ of France and the French language in high school but never pictured myself actually going there. I had to wait much longer than you to finally see Paris but when I did, I also fell in love — with the city. On my second trip, I did meet a nice man on the train and we have remained in touch (and Richard has now met him as well!)

    You know being a Francophile is what led me to the restaurant where Patrick was the chef…… It really is interesting when you think of how one’s life story and interests lead to the next chapter –and I must say that I have had the pleasure of meeting some very dear people such as you and Patrick.

  • 8 Lynn // Mar 31, 2012 at 8:44 am

    Thanks Harriet! Patrick and I also enjoyed meeting and spending time with you and Richard as well.

    As for traveling, I did travel a bit with my mom and dad when I was little, but nothing like the travels that I did on my own. From the time I was a kid, I just knew I would travel and live in different countries. Call it destiny, but I knew.

    I just thank my parents for letting me go and live my dreams. When we’re young we’re not aware of all the dangers in life, but now I realize how hard that must have been for them to let me go as a young girl and see the world.

    It’s not like today where you can call home everyday or skype all the time and keep in constant touch through emails and text messages. Back then it took weeks and months to hear from one another. It was a different time.

    As for courage – yes, sometimes it took courage to go to places on my own, especially in countries that single young girls traveling by themselves are frowned upon, but I went. Or maybe I should call it naivety of what I was doing, but the desire to travel was stronger than being afraid and there were times when I was afraid.

    I just thank my lucky stars that during almost all my travels, I met nothing but good, kind, people and with it I saw amazing things and had wonderful experiences.

    I talk like my traveling days are behind me, but nothing can be further from the truth as I have several big trips planned for this year and next!

  • 9 Lynn // Mar 31, 2012 at 3:56 pm

    (One thing that helped make my parents more at ease when I first left was the fact that my sister was living in Germany and I was just taking a semester break from the University to go visit her. Well things didn’t exactly turn out that way. Instead of returning to the States to go back to school, I ended up staying in Paris!)

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