In 27, or so, short days, I’ll be jumping in the car for the drive back to the UK and to home, ready for a long summer of pining for eclairs, macarons, and the streets of Paris.
Ah well, let’s dwell on the good things while we can, eh? Here are some of the things that have made me happy a clam this month.
BERTHILLON ICE CREAM
Okay, I’m a tourist, I know. I mean, whatever. I don’t even care. I live a three minute walk from the best ice cream in Paris and if you did too you’d be just as bad.
Situated on the Isle-St-Louis is the famous Berthillon ice cream shop, selling every flavour under the sun and being just the best thing ever created. I do actually go rather a lot, but I thought I’d add it to this month’s PBs as this particular scoop (up there) was rhubarb flavour. Rhubarb! Oh my god YAS! It tasted just like a summer’s day and oh my I could have eaten it by the tub – but I’m not made of euros so had to settle for one scoop.
(Top tip for Berthillon: don’t bother queuing outside the actual shop if you don’t fancy it. All the ice cream vendors on the Isle sell Berthillon branded ice cream for pretty much the same price, minus the long arse queue!)
Weirdly, until now I’d never been to any of Paris’ famous grands magasins. Never. I’ve walked outside them, stopped for a paper under their awnings, but I’d never been inside. Mum changed that on her weekend with me. When in Paris, why not pretend you can afford to treat yourself?!
The store itself, just behind Opera, is stunning. Absolutely stunning. I’ve never seen a place sparkle with so much gold and gems and gorgeous stained glass. I’ve also never seen a queue as long as the queue to even get into the Louis Vuitton handbag section. Bloody hell. We went straight to Topshop and UO (the only ones in Paris, as far as I know) and felt instantly more comfortable. Well, I’ve done it now.
I’ve been promising myself a boat tour of the Seine literally since my first day in Paris, all those months ago. Well, I finally managed one. Annoyingly the light was just a little too weird and we were moving just a little too fast to get decent photos, but there we are. Mum and I jumped on at the Jardin des Plantes and enjoyed the sunshine all the way round. The fab thing about Bato-Bus is that you can hop on and off whenever you want, at most of the tourist spots along the river, so it’s a great way to see the city from a new perspective!
LUNCH OUTSIDE & THE WARMER WEATHER
I’ve had so many meals outside this month that I can’t even count them. If not meals, cold drinks, hot drinks, the aforementioned ice creams. So much food, so much sunshine.
This particular photo was taken from the Rue Mouffetard, in the 5th. I live on the next street over, and this is my local student haunt. I’m obsessed with it. I can’t believe that in less than a month now I’ll be leaving it all behind. No, YOU’RE crying.
RELAXING & HOW
I had exams in the first week few weeks of May, but once they were done I had loads of free time on my hands. Okay, maybe not loads. I had a little more free time on my hands. I do technically still have two left, but one is easy and the other is the other and whatever happens, happens.
I’ve really got into reading lately. I’ve read on the metro, to and from anywhere, every single day. It’s the best, and makes long metro journeys fly by – although you have to make sure you don’t miss your stop! May has seen me rattle through Doerr’s ‘All The Light We Cannot See‘ and I’m obsessed. I actually live in one of the roads mentioned, and know the places and scenes like the back of my hand. It’s my Parisian home, but written down beautifully. A must read for anyone into Paris, seaside towns, Germany, and WWII.
Another thing I’ve been completely obsessed with is Outlander. I hadn’t even heard of it until an American friend recommended it to me one evening. At first I was like ‘oh, lol, another British TV show that’s all romanticising the UK and appealing to the Americans’ but bloody hell it’s the best thing ever. It’s 90% sex and violence, and everyone has really sexy rugged Scottish accents and damn. Obsessed. Want to know what makes it better? The second season is based in 18thC Paris and they do loads of it in French and I feel like a Paris twat watching it like ‘lol go away, subtitles. I don’t need you.’ Obsesssseddd.
MUMFORD & SONS
Last Sunday night I went to see Mumford & Sons at the Paris Zenith and oh my god it was just the best night ever. Seriously. How can a band be so good live? How can they have so much energy for hours and hours? How did Marcus Mumford run around the entire Zenith while singing, and then join the pit for the rest of the son, still singing?! How? He didn’t even sound like he was running? Incredible!
I was invited along months ago by a French friend when we both accidentally played the same M&S song at the same time one lunch hour. Weird. I couldn’t have gone to a better event with better company. Mumford & Sons will always make me think of Paris now. So much love.
Okay so if you’d told me a month ago that I’d be buying a 1kg jar of Nutella I’d have laughed in your face because I’m still 90% sure I don’t like Nutella, except I obviously do. Y’know? It’s like, I’m also pretty sure that I don’t like tomatoes but also I do eat them a lot so do I really not like them? I’m adding this jar to my PBs for May because how cute is it? I fully intend to wash it out at the end (whenever the hell I finally get through it…) and use it as some kind of pretty storage thing because isn’t it so cute?!
Even though technically I’ve been in Copenhagen for the last weekend, I haven’t included any photos here. I might edit this to include some fave shots, but at the moment Copenhagen will be getting a post of its very own, or even two! Who knows?!
What has made your May extra special?
How jealous are you of my massive jar of Nutella?