One feels very local when you take the train to Paris, and leave your camera at home. No museums on the itinerary, because you have things to do. Well, the actual reason for going in was to renew my titre de séjour, my recidence permit. So, maybe we are not really locals yet… and I couldn’t resist to just use my cellphone’s camera. : )
I’m not local, but I do have my regular places by now. Close to Montparnasse, this is Exki. You have to start a day in Paris with coffee and a croissant. Ideally you should sit somewhere on a sidewalk, in a row with everyone else, and everybody facing the road. You pay 8 euros for your café crémé et croissant, and mostly sit and think that this is not the best cup of coffee you’ve ever had. : ) That’s the truth, but I still like to sit on that sidewalk. The idea of being in Paris, maybe looking at the Notre Dame while drinking your coffee, just change the taste of that coffee to very nice. : )
I went to Exki with my sister the first time. Nothing special about this place. The train from Beynes stops at Montparnasse and Exki is just around the corner from Montparnasse. It is clean and quiet. (It has clean toilets… : ) ) And you pay 3,60 for a nice coffee in a nice cup with an ok croissant.
Then you’re ready for the day. Pieter ordered something on the internet that I was going to pick up for him. Metro line 4 took me to this place. There was a market where I got off at Simplon. First I bought a 2 euro scarf, as this lovely, sunny, spring morning in Paris, had a freezing breeze. : ) Walked through the market and saw one of those we-sell-food-to-african-immigrants shops. Happy to see it, I bought white maize meal and off I went with my mieliepap.
Passe-passe. A circus shop. Really. I have never been in a shop that sells unicycles, magician things, and anything you can juggle with. I didn’t know there exists shops that sells circus stuff!
I got Pieter’s parcel, and off I went with my mieliepap and 5 juggling balls. : ) Next to the circus shop I saw a church, and my tourist side took over.
Paroisse Notre Dame de Clignancourt
Pieter also needs a piece of fur for his ‘Alice in wonderland’s hare’ costume. I went to the textile area at the Sacre Coeur. Then continued my journey to the immigrant’s office with my bag: mieliepap, 5 juggling balls, and a piece of fur. Maybe I’m not yet a local… : )
After a whole afternoon at OFII – Office Français de l’Immigration et de l’Intégration, I am now a bit closer to being a local. I am not a visitor in France anymore, but am now in France for private live and family reasons. Something like that. : )