My last day in Paris was spent doing one of my favorite things – wandering.
I had already seen the main sites that Paris is known for, so I started the day of with a few hours in the Shakespeare & Company Bookstore.
There were thousands of books – more than I thought was able to fit in the little whole-in-the-wall shop. The Antiquarium (the special store only for antique books) is so small that they only allow 5 people at a time. The main book store was small as well, with books in every single crevice and semi-secret nooks you would have never seen unless you peered around tiny corners that caught your eye. They even had those old-time ladders that hooked to the top of the book-case and rolled from one end of the shelf to the other. The entire store smelt like old books.
It was the definition of love.
You weren’t allowed to take pictures inside, but dad secretly got one shot in before being caught.
And of course I couldn’t leave without making a purchase of my own.
The woman checking me out asked if I wanted an “official Shakespeare & Company stamp.”
The answer was a definite yes.
I left the store feeling pretty giddy. Who doesn’t like a new (old) book? With a final selfie, dad and I headed off for another few hours of wandering.
By night time, we walked the entirety of the Champs Elysees. We wanted one last glimpse before we had to catch our night train to our next stop on the grand adventure.
The lights lining the street were beautiful. Paris does not disappoint.
We also opted to try some “hot wine,” while checking out the shops. Not only to keep our hands warm, but also because you can find it brewing in almost every Christmas hut in Paris. Dad liked it, I on the other hand, almost spit it out on the spot. Maybe it’s an acquired taste?
Paris, you’ve been good to us. Thanks for the crepes and churros, but now it’s time to see the Charles Bridge and drink some beer!
Prague… here we come.