We spent three days cruising the city, museums, cafés, and Cem got a pretty good idea of what my Parisian life is all about: the occasional glamourous ventures, Gossip Girl school included, and the frequent unglamorous evenings, which start in picking up a missing ingredient for dinner in the downstairs Monoprix, and end in long hour sitting in out couch, a.k.a. The Time Vampire.
Saint Germain, class on 28 Saints Pères, La Basile on Saint Guillaume, soup at Cosi at Rue de Seine, vintage shops around Étienne Marcel, salads on Pick-Clops, drinks at Chez Janette, midnight cruisung through Chateau d'Eau, République and the Haut Marais, breaDfast at le Pain Quotidien, some solid few hours at the Pompidou Center, and the list goes on.
This is the Cem Series Part 1.
After attending my Thursday class, we went for cofee and waled around the Saint Germain area. La Duree made us stop and fantasize.
Next stop: lunch in Le Marais. Where else other than the Pick-Clops. Classic.
Sam joined, and we headed towards the Pompidou to check out the Mondrian/De Stijl exhibit.
Tall and slim. Quasi-wizard.
(two words which seem to be pretty hot right now between cool Parisians)
Views from up high of the Centre Pompidou
Elvish status.
A Kandinsky explosion.
Light installations.
Stepping through the lights. Shoe issues were preventing Cem and I from catching up.
i fucking hate that coat (guess which picture i'm referring to)
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