Les marches aux puces

Just had to tell you about my day yesterday. I have had a very casual weekend not really doing much at all, but yesterday I thought I would check out the flea markets in the north of Paris, just the other side of the Peripherique. They are ginormous! Full to the brim with old bits and bobs from old photographs and coinage to full renaissance dining sets. Full of secrets and wonders you can spend hours searching through this labyrinth of hidden treasures, there is bound to be something for everyone. Unfortunately I did not take much money and I didn't take any pictures, but I am sure to return so will definitely take some next time!

I then went to Montmartre to find some food. I eventually chose a cafe after walking past a thousand (it's a terrible syndrome I have where I can't ever stop I just keep walking past cafes until I get so annoyed with myself that I actually have to stop.) Being entirely French now I ordered the tartare which is raw meat. Usually it is mixed with herbs and spices and is very refreshing on a hot summers day, but this was literally just a slab of raw meat. Which wasn't very pleasant and as always the waiter was extremely grumpy. So grumpy in fact that when I said thank you and goodbye he said nothing! Parisians!

Today I walked to Bercy and discovered a lovely park which in my opinion is the best Park in Paris I've been to so far! It was great to see a more modern side of Paris. There was a skateboard park and everyone was having picnics and playing Frisbee and what not on the grass. I crossed the river to find the BnF (Biblioteque National de France) which was a very impressive, very modern building next to the Quay Bercy which is home to the well known Batofar bar as well as several others and looked like a trendy place to go out of an evening.

Wandering around I stumbled across what I had been looking for; A great woppy old building that looks as if it's about to crumble, but covered in fantastic street art. This is known as Les Frigos and it is the studies of young artists. It is open to the public, it wasn't today but I will return, and you can wonder in and talk tot he artists about their work and chat to randomers, which sounds perfect for helping my French. There was some people sitting outside and I really regret not going to talk to them, but I let my nerves get the better of me. I have decided that I need to stop being so afraid to talk to strangers so I'm going to ask someone a question tomorrow and start a conversation! Let's do this!