I like these geometric shapes at Invalides. They look like a pile of wet green sand.

It can be hard to find something in this neighbourhood but this little shop has plenty of treasures to stop when you walk around here

If you need somewhere to contemplate leaving your lover, go alone, and if you don't mind them not being there to share something sublime in a glass or a dish, you have your answer.

I go to the flea market in St Ouen to look for old cameras and expired film. But it’s also a great place to see all the different walks of life from Paris’ extreme social scene. At the top of the ladder you’ve got the aristo-bourgeois crowd acquiring Louis XV furniture at the indoor antiques markets; the thirty-something bobo set paying way over the odds for mid-century designer chairs and formica tables; the banlieusards from the Neuf Trois getting kitted out with the latest sneakers and hoodies along the rue des Rosières; then at the very bottom you’ve got people trying to scratch a living selling second hand food at the Carré des biffes at Porte Montmartre. It’s an eye opener for sure.

Le dernier étage d'un parking transformé en jardins suspendu: lieu insolite, cadre très agréable aéré et lumineux, concerts, stands de bouffe, bars, petits endroits où se caler.