Its 7am and the noise has started. Theres a bit of slamming door action this morning and as i head down to put coffee on I see the workers next door suited up in yellow jumpsuits and white hardhats and I smile and imagine them throwing some moves together with a village people tune.
Id spent the day discovering the south west yesterday. I visited Le Courbusiers apartment which stated no where on the internet you had to book prior. Ill head back again but it was a good to walk a different area. it got me outside the périphérique and I strolled around the quiet Monday streets. Although Mondays are not the best choice for such adventures as there are no public toilets and the majority of cafes and bistros are closed so you cant nip in for a coffee and loo break but the streets are quiet and there is time to look around and not hold up the flow.
The Périphérique is the containment of Paris. When you walk outside in you are struck by signs letting you know you are no longer in the capital. The signage is the word Paris with a big ghostbuster/no smoking slash though it. I find that cut off point really interesting and assume it was the Parisians that thought the signage informational. There are a couple points around where you can still see the original Thiers wall and thats where Im heading today. There is a secondary ring road the A86 and I really ponder this area between this motorway and the périphérique. You have Paris, beyond Paris and then France.
Last stay I would have been packing up now and I understand my need to come back. I’m calming down, I’m feeling more relaxed in Paris and in my head. Its time to simmer.