Since moving into my new apartment I have found a new enjoyment of Paris.
Before the only significant landmarks I would pass would be the prostitute with her tits out by Gare de L’Est and the giant TATI sign that would act as my beacon home. I now have a much more pleasant (and shorter) journey through the Marais and past Place de Voges.
A special treat on a Sunday is passing the Market along the boulevard Richard le Noir beside Bastille, to be honest though I have yet neglected to actually stop and buy anything, seeing as I'm generally in a rush to get some sleep. But all the same just passing it gives me a good feeling of being in Paris.
Apparently the market is open on Thursdays and Sundays and is the largest in Paris. It only opens from 9am -1pm, so it looks like ill have to try and actually stop next week on my way home. Ohh wait I'm not working, so either I'll have to stay up or get up.
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