During our visit to Paris last summer, we rented an apartment. It was quirky and charming and full of that gorgeous, acclaimed Parisian light. A very special little place on the fourth floor of an old beautiful building. An elevator with just enough room for the three of us. A mouthwatering boulangerie just around the corner (which meant fresh pastries every morning). Rooftop views, old wood floors with creaks and squeaks. Two bedrooms and a patio. The tiniest kitchen with saloon doors. A small but functional bathroom and a washing machine. A block away from the Metro station. We even overheard through the walls a couple arguing...the man was asking her (in a loud voice) "Pourquoi pourquoi?!" over and over again. We still imitate it with good humor around the house here a year later...Who could ask for more?
Thank you for visiting, and thank you for being you...xoxo