Window Shopping in Paris

Most of the time, my sister and I just spent hours walking around watching people and everything what was going on around us. Paris is really made for that.

L´As du Fallafel

"(...) you can’t come to Paris and not have a fallafel at L’As du fallafel. It just isn´t done." David Lebovitz

And he is right. L´As du Fallafel "is recommanded By Lenny Kravitz" too. My sister took the Fallafel and I tried the Shawarma. While the Shawarma was delicious, I quickly envied my sister, whose Fallafel was heavenly. We ate outside and found a secret and quiet(!) green spot in the center of Paris. I won´t reveal the place, but there was really no one around. Just us, the food, the gras and the pigeons. Anybody recognize the place?

Lovely Streets of Paris

Paris Miscellenous

Destruction des Animaux Nuisibles

When I told my sister, that I also wanted to have a look at a pest-control shop in Paris, she told me that I am crazy. But then I convinced her and when we arrived there, she took way more pictures of the store than I did.

Julien Aurouze is a pest control shop in central Paris, situated between the Rue de Rivoli and the Forums des Halles. The eye-grabbing front window is festooned with dead rats and other critters. The shop opened in 1872 and was also featured in the Disney/Pixar movie Ratatouille. (That´s what I mentioned to convince my sister.)

Pigeon Man in Paris

Can you see the dove man?

Here he is:

This guy really loved his pigeons. They already sensed him coming and were flapping their wings like crazy before he even arrived. We were sitting in a cafe opposite and had been watching Place Edmont Michelet (near Centre Pompidou) for some time. Every few minutes tourists fed hundreds of pigeons just to shoo them away seconds later to get some good pics.
When the pigeon man arrived he shooed the tourists away and defended his birds against all the new people arriving at this place and shouting like crazy at them. The birds loved him. When I approached the place to have a closer look at him talking with the pigeons, he looked suspiciously at me but was relieved when I stopped a few meters away and didn´t run through the birds. And he liked it, when I asked him whether I could take pictures of him and his birds. Maybe he also smiled because of my French. ;)

Indian Quarter Of Paris

My sister and I spent almost a whole day in the Indian quarter of Paris. It was unbelievable. We really felt like being in India... everything looked, smelled and felt Indian. We spent hours browsing through the stores, recognizing a lot if things, of course also shopping stuff and just enjoying good old memories. ((My almost empty suitcase was loaded with Indian and kosher stuff when we returned back to Germany.)
Look at the guy on the last picture. We saw these shopping cart grills selling corn all over the  quarter.  Creative idea!

Forum des Halles and Fondation Cartier

Forum des Halles:

Fondation Cartier: