Day 1 passes in a blur of chilled fatigue. Never again will I think it is a good idea to connect in Europe on the way in. After landing in Zurich at 7.15am, it was almost 4pm before I got into the city in Paris. Day 1 cooked. And with only a few fitful hours of aeroplane sleep for the previous two days, I was in an entertaining headspace!
But I'm in Paris.
I ate: Brioche and pretzel in Zurich, with my morning cup of tea, half a block of cote d'or and the best falafel in Paris at L'As du Falafel. Strangely, I had no desire to drink, although I expect that to be rectified tomorrow.
I did: an poor attempt at the flaneur, my jet lagged wanderings around the half-closed Marais only really commenced after dark. On the plus side, I made it to the ever entertaining Merci, and spent a couple of wonderful hours considering whether I needed a medal with my initials engraved (yes) or was really cool enough to carry off Isabel Marant (no).
I bought: a pair of nifty (and chic) glasses that filter out blue light from screens. Having always wanted glasses, these finally give me a reason to wear and should hopefully means that my late-night computer time doesn't interfere with my sleep so much in the future. One of the "sac en papier" bags that are everywhere on every stylish interiors instagram. Some tiny medals, as detailed above.