Today JR and I spent hours wandering around Cemetery Pere Lachaise. We visited the final resting place of Delacroix, Edith Piaf, Chopin, Jim Morrison, Charlie Chaplin, Oscar Wilde, Proust, Balzac and last but certainly not least, Brillat Savarin. It was interesting for me to learn that Brillat Savarin died only 2 months after his book was published. Apparently it has never been out of print since. The cemetery was a lovely place to be. Some of the leaves are turning colours of rust and are beginning to fall to the ground, making an autumn carpet that crunches underfoot, the first sign that summer is almost over.
We headed to the Marais and fell into Le Bar Bouille. My lunch of confit du cannard and pomme de terre was surprisingly fab and we got chatting to one of the owners of the bar about his and our, hopes and dreams, he was lovely.
We wandered the enchanting streets of the Marais and ended up in Place des Vosges, Mum R's favourite square in Paris. Mum and Dad arrive tomorrow for a visit so we decided that if they have nothing planned we will pack a picnic for dinner and all come to Place des Vosges to dine.
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