"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast."

Ernest Hemingway's words always move me since Paris is my moveable feast, too. It's my endless inspiration and a place where I feel like having birthday for several days in a row.

Decadent breakfasts in bed, long strolls along la Seine, drawing in cafés, spending long hours in museums, meeting friends, laughing in French with accidentally encountered people, reading Symbolist poets in Parc Monceau, watching old films late at night... the list is endless. And it's never enough.

Here are some random souvenirs from my last week at the banquet.

Bisou bisou, Jo

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