Awakening To Paris Cafe Culture

Bonjour mes amis,

This time, I want you to feel the atmosphere of a typical Paris cafe.  I hope you can feel the essence of being in one and when you’re next in Paris, make sure you experience at least one of the hundreds of cafes dotted around the city and more often than not, right outside your hotel door!

Some cafes are real literary landmarks in the cafe culture of Paris. Famous people like Ernest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein, Alice B. Toklias, Lenin and John Paul Sartre for instance, spent many of their waking hours in Paris cafes such as Les Deux Magots or Cafe’ de Flore and even Closerie de Lilas in Montparnasse  for instance to name a few. These establishments have often been the birthplace of great books and poetry.

Other cafes hail themselves to be centres of philosophical debates as seen in some around the Place de la Bastille.

Whether you fancy yourself as a literary or intellectual elite, the Paris cafe also heralds a great vibe for ordinary people like me, who like to dream and discuss or just watch others  having coffee. Who knows who could have been sitting in your chair before you got there!

Excerpts from my book reads…

…’Then, il pleut. (It rains). The first few splatters of rain fall lightly which escalate to a fine momentum stream. We  take temporary residence in a petite corner café which offers a warm retreat to peruse the many tourists and Parisians who by now, are scurrying like mice to smaller protective hideaways; some dashing down metro stations and others behind enormous wooden panelled doors off the street.

The rain obscures finer details of the French world outside but inside another world is created. The café’s vintage lights have been turned on, even though it is only four in the afternoon. The air is redolent with the aroma of coffee and the clinking of glassware, as we sink deeper into our velvet booth and under the lights’ soft illumination, we both sip strong coffee and take slow mouthfuls of a delectable pear tart.

“Does it get any better than this?” was the question on my mind constantly throughout the trip. My friend could only smile and rotate her head from side to side very, very slowly…’

Be willing to lounge away at any one of the cafes in Paris.

If you have more time, you will eventually find a cafe that you feel relects you. When that happens, as it did for me, it’s an experience in itself.

When you’re next in a Paris cafe, it could well turn out to be your “Movable Feast” as it was for Ernest Hemingway!

Always be ready to be inspired.

Au Revoir,

Best Wishes. Therese Waddell

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