Paris: Jardin du Luxembourg

Barely an hour after arriving at our apartment in Paris’ Latin Quarter Marc and I both started to feel unwell, which quickly developed into a nasty flu that left us bedridden for the next day and a half. Though we were far from better on the third day, it was our last chance to see Paris before our flight home so we gathered come croissants from our corner boulangerie and walked the short distance to the Jardin du Luxembourg. I couldn’t believe we didn’t visit this wonderful place the last time we were in Paris. Even in winter it was stunning - pots upon pots of colourful flowers, people lounging by fountains on green chairs and stylish couples wandering around hand in hand. And right around the corner I found a darling little shop that sold the most perfect ballet flats. I can see why people fall so in love with the left bank now! I have just one post left with a series of random photos I managed to snap when we finally emerged from our cave in the 6th arrondissement, and then Europe is all finished (albeit two months late!).