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Musée du Louvre

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

One of those must go places. Who wouldn’t after reading Dan Brown’s Da Vinci Code? Hurhur. I realize it is fiction that draws me more than facts. Then again, who is to say there is no truth to fiction? I rather live believing that there’s more to this world than what we can see with our naked eyes.

Looking up at the tip of the glass pyramid from within.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

I wish I could actually blog about the art pieces within that blew me away, the strokes, the intricacy, the expression of whatever that most people gush about. Sadly, that isn’t happening simply because I’ve no clue about art.

Some of my favorites.

Totally reminded me of the weeping angels in Dr Who. Especially the one staring right at you on the left. DON’T BLINK.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

I’m not sure why it failed to cross my mind when I was there, but I wonder if the statues are all placed such that each and every statue is actually looking into the eyes of another and thus leaving them quantum locked. Hehehe.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

Such is life, going round in circles. Reminds me of Harry Potter. Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? A circle has no beginning. I guess that answers the long time question of which came first, the chicken or the egg. Now we know.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

The Mona Lisa. Yeap. This is how you view the renowned painting. From afar amidst the sea of bobbing heads and cameras.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

I was extremely impressed with this painting. I mean the child looks incredibly life liked and the artist actually managed to portray the innocence of a child. I guess that is pretty much the extent of my ability to appreciate art.

Musée du Louvre, Paris, France

Still, been there done that. One place crossed off my bucket list.

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The happiest place on earth, Disneyland in Paris!

More like happiest places given that there are a couple of disneylands scattered around the world. Something about the air, the music, the silly ears that everyone else is wearing and the peals of laughter from kids everywhere (whom at any where else are plain annoying). You can’t help but smile and skip a little while you’re there.

I couldn’t imagine anyone being unhappy there until I was there with my then cranky bf who was damp and cold from the rain.

First things first, to get our own ridiculous head gear which I happily wore around the theme park the entire day.

Main Street, U.S.A with Sleeping Beauty’s castle all the way at the end.

Mainstreet, Disneyland in Paris, France

The disney parade! Colours of the rainbow against a gloomy sky.

You can own the earth and still
All you’ll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind

Disneyland in Paris, France


The Sleeping Beauty Castle.

I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream.
I know you

Sleeping beauty castle at Disneyland in Paris, France

Playing in raincoats and ponchos, the maze from Alice in Wonderland.

What an idea. A crazy, mad, wonderful idea. – Alice

Disneyland in Paris, France

The most expensive fast food meal ever! One of the rare times I’m actually happy to pay the price. Hurhur.

The most expensive fast food meal, Disneyland in Paris, France

Didn’t take too many photos cause I was too busy having fun, plus the rain and the cranky bf.

Popped by Disney village and found my second happiest place on earth!

Mcdonalds at Disney Village, Paris, France
While this is LF’s happiest place on earth. Hurhur.
Starbucks at Disney Village in Paris, France
Globalization at its best. Knowing that no matter where you are, you’ll still be able to get a hot cup of sugar water with a tinge of coffee and a hot greasy meal that tastes exactly like home. <3

All sorts of things at Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Also known as Clignancourt Flea Market in Paris. I’m not sure if it is 3 different fleas held together or if there are known as 3 separate fleas. There was one under a couple of huge tentages, one indoors and one by the roads, all in the same area.

It was fun looking at pretty things.

I love love love these luggages! Totally impractical for travel.

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Leather balls anyone?

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Gorgeous boots! Although lacing them up would be a complete pain. Are pretty things all so impractical?

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

I used to dream of having a mini library in my future home. Now it seems pointless to have a library just to hold a kindle and an iPad mini. #firstworldproblems

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?

Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky – try to take over the world!

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Interestingly, all the random pieces of furniture actually seem to fit together nicely.

Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

My only buy from the flea, could not resist anything rainbow. Lugged it back all the way to Singapore only to leave it untouched in the shoe closet.

Rainbow heels from Marchés aux Puces de Saint-Ouen

Ending off with a shot of my favorite dessert, strawberries and cream!

Strawberries and cream

‘Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don’t know it’s just the way I am

Currently going through a teenage fan girl phase. Totally too old for that but as what they say, never stop doing things that make you happy right?

Montmartre, Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris and The Mortal Instruments

Left on an early morning train, just because train tickets were the cheapest, and off we were to our last stop in France – Paris.

Train station at Saint Malo

Since we were staying in Montmartre, we decided to spend the rest of the day exploring the area slowly and of course, check out the famed Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris.

Where the artists gather in the public square of Montmartre. I have to say, some of these artists are really good!

Montmartre Square, Paris, France

Always impressed with people who play the harp.

Harpist outside Basilica of the Sacré Cœur, Paris, France

Absolutely loved how this photo turned out, the power of sunlight. I do not deny the beauty and grandeur of Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris. However, it is kinda hard to appreciate it when I could only shuffle around the church with a horde of other tourists (like myself).

Basilica of the Sacré Cœur, Paris, France

The view of Paris from the highest point in Montmartre.

View of Paris from the top of Montmartre, France

Basilica of the Sacré Cœur, Paris, France

On a random note, I’m not sure what is it that attracts me to The Mortal Instruments. In fact, I tried reading one of the books awhile ago and actually did not bother to finish it. Unexpectedly, I really did enjoy the movie and completed all four books after.

I do wish it had ended at book three. While the story of Lilith was interesting, I absolutely hated how the fourth book ended and got a little tired of the endless suffering in the “love story” between Jace and Clary. Plus the story somehow feels a tad unoriginal, like a mixture of Harry Potter’s world, Twilight’s love story and the science of Doctor Who.

While no book can match what J K Rowling had written, I thought that The Mortal Instruments was a pretty good read. At least, I found myself lost in another world while reading. That is my definition of a good book.

Not exactly proud that I like teen fiction, but I do have a thing for alternate realities. :P

Day 11 of my 30 days challenge.

Local market in Dinan

Where we window shopped, stalked old ladies to take shots of their very nice shopping baskets and imagine a life out of Singapore. I had thought those nicely woven baskets were only used in shows and in fairytales, not at a common marketplace. In Singapore, no one uses them. We just use tons of plastic bags.

The local market in Dinan which sells just about everything. Blankets, mattresses, handbags and accessories.

Market in Dinan, France

Clothes. Speaking of which, I’ve yet to wear this dress that I had gotten there. And it has been more than a year. Hurhur.

 

 

Market in Dinan, France

Plants. Strawberry plants, herbs and what not. It must be nice, being able to eat from your own garden.

Strawberry plants at the market of Dinan

Fresh seafood, crabs, these looks a lot like the famous big hairy crabs in Hong Kong.

Crabs at the market in Dinan, France

I’m guessing these are root vegetables like lotus?

Market in Dinan

And of course cheese. No market in France is complete without a huge array of cheese.

Local market in Dinan

The kind of baskets used by the locals. It was mostly the elderly doing their shopping and I have to say, those carrots do look a little malnourished.

Cute marketing baskets at the market in Dinan, France

I could imagine a life living in one of those houses with a little garden where I can grow strawberries, chillies and sunflowers.

:)

Dinan, France

The medieval town of Dinan, France

Having grown up in a city of high rise buildings (not bones), I’m easily captivated by medieval towns with cobbled streets and quaint houses. No surprises why Dinan was on my to go list in France.

It was also in Dinan where I was reminded to stop and smell the roses. That the best experiences came from wandering around, not squeezing in as much places of interests in each trip.

With no research done, we first stopped by the tourist counter to grab a map that came with 2 walking tour routes. We happily followed one and got lost halfway through.

The pretty streets of Dinan. I half expected characters from fairy tales to be getting on with their lives here but no, didn’t see any.

The car looks slightly out of place.

Streets of the medieval town in Dinan, France

Streets of the medieval town in Dinan, France

Streets of the medieval town in Dinan, France

Some of my favorite buildings. If you look closely, you’ll actually see that these buildings here is not particularly straight. I wonder how long has these buildings been here. I imagine a family with super warm characters living in there with huge plushy sofas and the smell of apple pie baking in it.

 

Dinan, France

Dinan, France

Walked down to the port of Dinan by river Rance.

Port of Dinan by river Rance, Dinan, France

Looks like a lovely area to be living in. And of course, such is the weather in spring. Clear blue skies here.

Dinan, France

And a couple of minutes later, grey skies and it starts to rain. This was probably less than a kilometer away from the previous shot, walking up to the walls of the medieval town.

Dinan, France

The famous St Malo church which houses some of the prettiest stained glass windows I’ve ever seen.

St Malo Church, Dinan, France

One of the prettiest stained  glass churches in France

It was also in Dinan where we experienced hail for the second time. Thankfully, from the comfort of our seats in a little cafe where we sipped hot cider to keep ourselves warm.

On a side note, I really like my places function in iPhotos!

Places, iPhoto

 

 

 

Nice is nice II – Colline Du Chateau

Blogging everyday is truly a challenge and I suppose that is why it is called the 30 days challenge. I’m actually quite excited about completing this 30 days challenge cause I’ve already decided on my next challenge is going to be! :D

24 more days to go!

So, Nice is nice II. The first post on Nice was actually more than 1 year ago. Hehehe. When traveling I always try to keep the first day in any place free so that I’ll be just wandering around and getting to know the town rather than to heading straight to some tourist attraction. However, our random walk actually led us to Colline Du Chateau which was on our list anyway. This is THE BEST BACON EVER! I know it doesn’t look any good but it was so so good! Till date, LF still goes on and on about it.

Breakfast at Nice, the best bacon EVER, France

The gorgeous view of Vieux Nice as we trekked up.

Nice is nice, France

The nice port of Nice. Very nice indeed.

Nice is nice, France

A man made waterfall.

Nice is nice, France

The human dial. It was almost 3PM that day. Hehehe.

The human dial, Nice is nice, France

Attempted to check out the lighthouse (which turned out to be locked). I do like how the graffiti on the cement blocks gave the path a vibrant feel.

Nice is nice, France

Unexpectedly, Nice ended up being one of our favorite cities in France. Best bacon, cute cookie shop, super friendly people, peaceful, relaxed and just next to the sea! <3

Nice is nice, France

Mont Saint-Michel

A shot of Mont Saint-Michel taken off the internet. This is the photo that lured me there. If I didn’t remember wrongly, this was actually why we made a stop at Saint Malo. No regrets.

mont_st_michel

We took a bus right outside the walled city of Saint Malo, 20 euros per pax for a round trip ticket, where it took us straight to the entrance of Mont Saint Michel. It was a usual gloomy day, no bright blue skies in our photos but gorgeous nonetheless.

A peek of the blue sky when we arrived.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Gloom and doom just 5 minutes later.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Oh wait, blue skies peeking out again in the next 5 mins. Couldn’t stop taking shots of its surroundings at low tide. There were actually groups of people walking on the tidal flats at low tide to reach Mont Saint Michel where its said to harbor quick sand. How cool is that! I’ve only ever heard of quick sand in Indiana Jones movies.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Made a trip up to the abbey. The statue of Archangel Michael atop the spire. You probably can’t see it. We didn’t too. I only realized it while I was refreshing my memory reading about it on Wiki.

The abbey of Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

The watch towers? It looks pretty much like those in Kingdom Rush where archers stand ready with their bows and arrows. I was just wondering where the quicksand was located and you know, taking an emo shot.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Wiki says this is the cloister.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

The little narrow streets with a ton of souvenir shops. We did leave quite a bit of euros behind. Hurhur.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

Despite the cold and the rain, we had a lot of fun navigating the tiny streets and alleys with frequents stops in tiny cafes where we had the best pastry ever.

Mont Saint Michel, Normandy, France

More importantly, as we made our way out to the carpark to wait for our ride back, it started to hail! My first experience with hail EVER! Was super excited watching the tiny balls of ice bouncing off the floor while LF tried to shield us both with one lousy umbrella.

This is the kind of experience that money cannot buy. :)

Yes! Posting this 3 mins before today is over!

Over seas from coast to coast

Walks by the sea at Saint Malo.

Saint Malo, Brittany, France

I THINK my favorite part of earth is the ocean. Probably cause much of it is unknown. The grass is always greener on the otherside. The unknown is always better in our imagination.

I believe in the unknown. I believe in God, dimensions, wormholes, extraterrestrial life and even the possibility that they may be amongst us. Who is to say otherwise?

Anyway, I love walks by the beach, not a fan of the sun, but watching the waves crash against rocks/sand, YES. One day, we’ll live by the beach being able to hear the sound of the crashing waves from our bedroom. One fine day.

When our hair have turned white, this will be us, walking slowly by the beach enjoying each others’ company. Probably not at Fort National in Saint Malo but somewhere as pretty.

Fort National, Saint Malo, Brittany, France

Until the day the ocean doesn’t touch the sand
Now and forever I will be your man

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