This time we are flying over to Paris.
Up and away
To spend time with our lovely youngest daughter, Charlotte, who is more French than she is English after living there for over 4 years. I would kill for that hair!
To stay in her lovely little town with the most exquisite medieval part to it and one of the best restaurants I have ever eaten in
To visit Brocantes in strange little places taking away all the items the French appear not to want anymore.
To wander around the flea markets, oozing with gorgeous vintage finds. This time there is Antiquites Brocante at Place de la Bastille
To see the big white domes of Sacre Coeur against a clear blue May sky - nothing quite like it in my book
To sit outside stylish Parisian cafes - people watching and sipping coffee, the likes of which only the French can make.
To lick the windows of Laduree, Maison du Chocolat, Fauchon well anywhere that sells food I suppose. Buying little tasty items just to get the boxes and bags
To shop until I DROP and see the stunning vitrines - yes their shop windows are just like glass cabinets, full of fabulous items and they do the best styling in the world
In fact Paris is so good I could eat it.
I will be reporting daily - watch this space.