So for the first day of autumn I decided to head to Canal St Martin. I've been in the area often to have dinner at Hotel du Nord always meaning to come back on a sunny day to sit by the canal.
And sunny it would be so I decided I would grab a pizza at Pink Flamingo and lunch by the canal. Unfortuntely Pink Flamingo was closed (sacred France!) so I ended up grabbing a Shawarma instead.
After lunching by the canal among the Parisian working class and students I decided to follow the canal all the way up to Parc de Villette.
And sunny it would be so I decided I would grab a pizza at Pink Flamingo and lunch by the canal. Unfortuntely Pink Flamingo was closed (sacred France!) so I ended up grabbing a Shawarma instead.
After lunching by the canal among the Parisian working class and students I decided to follow the canal all the way up to Parc de Villette.
It was a rare insight into what goes on in Paris for the non 9 to 5ers besides the tourists (there were hardly any in sight): pregnant women taking a stroll, young mothers with their babies in strollers, young men using children's playground as a poor man's gym, young women chatting next to the canal, feet dangling, the elderly playing pétanque.
Finally I reached Parc de Villette. Despite it's meticulously manicured lawn and the cool futuristic look, it lacked the charm of some of the other parks Paris has to offer. But that was fine, sometimes it's not about the destination, it's about the journey.
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