When reviewing the images of my 2025 trip to France, I realized there were so many, I could easily fill at least one more post. They encompass both visits to Paris, one in late September, and a second in early October.
I hope you will enjoy more impressions of my favorite world city, starting at the Gare de Lyon (featured photo above), where my friend Heike and I arrived from Burgundy, and ending with the photo of the Gare de l’Est, where I caught the train that took me back to Germany.
First trip on le métro from the Gare de Lyon to the center of Paris
A wonderful place for a delicious breakfast, reasonably priced and with a view of Notre-Dame de Paris
One of many fountains in Paris with a few of the ubiquitous Rock Pigeons
Le Panthéon
Palais du Luxembourg and lake at Le jardin du Luxembourg
La Fontaine des Quatre-Parties-du-Monde (aka Fontaine de l’Observatoire) in the Jardin du Marco Polo
Even in inner cities nature can sustain more-than-human life
La Tour Eiffel seen from Le Jardin du Luxembourg
Street scene
La Seine
Iconic métro sign
Mute Swans on the Seine
Bouquiniste stall along the Seine
Art for tourists
Fabulous window décor
One of the most delicious breakfasts I have ever enjoyed
Hôtel-Dieu, the oldest hospital of France
Black-headed Gull in non-breeding plumage along the Seine River
Le Pont Neuf
La Fontaine du Palmier (aka La Fontaine de la Victoire), commemorating Napoleon’s victories
Every good thing must come to an end: Gare de l’Est, where my train for Germany departed
Paris, je t’aime. Et j’espère de te revoir un jour.
Always nice to see. Thanks for sharing.
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Beautiful photos and I’m sure you’ll be back again
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Happy memories! Let’s hope the troubles currently afflicting France will soon settle down, paving the way for you to make a return visit to your all-time favourite city.
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A lovely visit, thanks for sharing it, Tanja. You picked a wonderful time of year to visit, better temps and less crowds. A wonderful city with so much to see and do. 💕
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This post and the previous one make clear why Paris is your favorite world city.
In the upper part of your second picture, my morning mind saw cardboard boxes moving along conveyor belts.
Unfamiliar with (or having forgotten) the French word friche, I looked it up and found it means ‘fallow land, wasteland.’ Though its etymology is apparently unknown, one conjecture traces it to Middle Dutch versch or its German cognate frisch. That in turn evokes a quatrain from Tristan und Isolde:
Frisch weht der Wind
Der Heimat zu,
Mein Irisch Kind,
Wo weilest du?
And weilen is an appropriate verb for the happy hours your whiled away in Paris.
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