Paris is turning out to be my Emerald City. A tough, dangerous brick road to get there and then… well, it’s a dirty busy city rather than the version Hollywood sells – of course I knew that.
To reach it by bike was, well, a bit of nightmare. Trucks, busy roads, Diversions, traffic lights, red every 100 metres, you name it I had it today. The best that can be said is that I’ve cycled to Paris. That said, I’ll be taking the train out.
I’n staying in Saint Denis, very much a working class/immigration neighbourhood, but the food is good and different.
Tomorrow I’ll head into the heart of the city and do the tourist thing.
