Paris – Day 4 & 5

Day 4 (Sept 4)

  • Le Champo, Latin Quarter, Paris-Sorbonne University
  • Post Cards



I was in the Latin Quarter for the late morning and early afternoon. The morning started with writing some postcards and walking around the Paris-Sorbonne University. It was a cloudy and rainy day but that didn’t stop Paris from shining. There was an autumn feel to the morning. Grey overcast with the glow from the changing leaves. Some scarves and coats were out but the weather being warm reminded everyone that fall has yet to come.

It was weird being on another university during the start of the school year and not at mine. There was a strange FOMO (fear of missing out) feeling that came up. It’s likely because of being in school for so long, any routine outside that is strange. But then I reminded myself – I’m in Paris for god’s sake.

At the Le Champo, I watched an afternoon screening of Thelma & Louise.

The theatre itself was very small, compared to the movie theatres I’m used to. The seats were deep and red velvet and close to the ground. The screen wasn’t from the bottom to the top. It took up half of the wall and very small compared to a standard North American size. You realize how mega-sized of a world we live in in North America.


Day 5  (Sept 5)

  • Museé d’Orsay
  • Fragonard
  • Crepes

Musée d’Orsay

Today was a lot more productive than yesterday. I saw some of Van Gogh’s work at the Musée d’Orsay. His self portrait was quite lonely. I noted on my phone that the background blends his body in and I felt like this resonated with feeling like you were part of the redundant background. Irrelevant, boring, simple.



So far, solo travelling is quite nice. It’s a bit lonely but a loneliness I don’t mind. Again, it’s being on my own schedule and learning to listen to yourself – literally. It’s the anonymity that I enjoy and being completely on my schedule. I also noticed that I eat a lot slower than I usually do. People live in-between seconds. There seems to be no rush to get to places even though it is very much a metropolitan city. It’s a perfect start for this trip.

It is as beautiful as they say. I think it’s the symmetry, the consistency of the style of buildings and windows. There isn’t much of a modern skyline like most big cities. Everything is compacted into the historic buildings. It’s like being taken back to the past but still using modern, present time.

View from Musée d'Orsay
View from Musée d’Orsay

Creperie (La Creperie)

I went to La Creperie and had a delicious artisanal crepe with spinach, Swiss cheese, eggs and ham. I walked around the 7th arr. and it was very much a wealthier neighbourhood. The streets were cleaner, the people walking around here dressed better. You can tell what the neighbourhood is like based on the train/metro station. The prettier, newer, recently-renovated it is, the more tourist, wealthier the area is.



I ended the day by visiting the Fragonard at the Perfume Museum. I didn’t end up going into the museum itself because fatigue caught up to me. So, I bought a little bottle of Emile perfume and made my way back to the 10th arr. and settled in a cafe next to the hostel where I spent multiple hours people watching and writing.

How wonderfully mediocre the ended. And absolutely nothing wrong with that.



Closing Thoughts

I’m grateful that I did study French to the extent that I did. I can read French quite well although speaking is the tricky part. I was very self-conscious at first when speaking the language. I forced myself to speak it as much as I could and by the end of my stay in Paris, I felt more comfortable.

If you’re not good at a language, that means you already know another one. One more than many other people. Don’t let your accent, mistakes and insecurity of learning a second, third, fourth language hold you back!


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