….is from the back of a velib! (in my opinion). AND this satisfies my two passions, cycling and Paris, plus it helps to work off all those pastries I eat in Paris, so what could be better!
In the freezing cold conditions we had last week, it also keeps you warm.
Unfortunately, it is not very good for taking photos as you have to keep stopping for this and your hands get cold.
Lizzie and I got some sort of Paris lurgy, nausea, aching joints sniffles. this restricted our activities for a couple of days., but we still managed to get out on a bike ride.
I took out an annual velib subscription last year, via the internet which enables me to keep my velib out for 45 minutes before I am charged and also I can just wave my navigo over the bike post rather than going to the pillar in the center..
Lizzie just bought a day pass at the machine in the middle of the velib station. You can also get 8 day subscriptions, so you just put in your number and a PIN you choose.
All the information is here.
Our first cycling day we cycled out to Bois de Vincennes via Avenue Daumesnil and the Promenade Plantee. Actually if you keep in the cycle lane of Ave Daumesnil it takes you all the way to Bois de Vincennes, but we wanted to see the Promenade Plantee.
We discovered the town of St Maur , because we got a bit lost! and we discovered how they get all the furniture into an apartment!
and we had lunch in a little sort of working mans cafe in Vincennes, which turned out to be the best meal of the trip.
Sorry I don’t know the name or location as it was down a side street…and besides it may not be as good a second time. I find this that I will return to a cafe or bisro where I have has a wonderful meal only to be disappointed.
This happened on our first night at the Indien Vegetarian place on rue Foubourg St Dennis round the corner from Gare du Nord. My Dosa was disappointing and Lizzies pea dish was just peas floating in some vegetable stock!
We continued cycling all day and in the evening, took a trip up the Canal st Martin, where I had another disappointing meal at a cafe we regularly use called “Pomme”.