Chandeliers inside the stunning L'Eglise Saint-Eustache built in the mid 1500's of Gothic style It was chosen by Mozart for the funeral service of his Mother Anna-Maria and Moliere was both baptised and married here.
Much of the Left Bank along La Seine
is peopled with these little bouquinist stall holders.
Many of them lovers of fine literature and old books
and ever ready to converse on the finer points of
works by Balzac - Proust or Flaubert
but others I'm sure are just trying to eek out an existence.
I love these little blackboards or slates that advertise the
plat du jour or the menu du jour
they seem to appear all over Paris in cafe's and bistros
some are more descriptive than others but they
add that little French touch to any establishment
plus for me - they stretch my language skill.
Time turns slowly here on a Sunday while the rest of Paris is a bustle with tourists Le Jardins du Palais-Royal seem to remain the domain of Les Parisiens - somewhere to quietly soak up their beautiful surrounds - lets say somewhere to relax with grandeur
"It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly
I hung up my tattered coat on the rack to dry
and ordered a coffee - the waiter brought it and I took out a notebook
from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and I started to write" Ernest Hemingway
This wonderful old Brasserie decorated in the Belle Epoque style
with brass hooks and coat racks and deep rich mohogany walls
reminded me SO much of the quote by Ernest Hemingway
I couldn't help but take out my point-and-shoot
and capture that old weathered coat.