A Day in Paris | Through the Eyes of an ÆRIA Recharged Traveller
By Yvan Junior Blanchette | Travel and Cruise Specialist | ÆRIA Voyages
Your alarm is set for 8h30.
You don’t hear it.
You wake up on your own, slowly, the way you almost never do at home. No jolt. No immediate reach for the phone. Just the gradual awareness of light coming through the curtains, the sound of Paris at a comfortable distance, and the very specific feeling of having nowhere to be for the next little while.
You lie there and let that feeling settle.
This is already the trip working.
You chose this hotel carefully. Not for the prestige of the address or the number of stars. For the courtyard.
A small hotel in the Marais with an interior courtyard that the breakfast room opens onto. Quiet in a way that Paris hotels rarely are. The kind of place where the city is completely accessible and completely ignorable at the same time, which is exactly what you needed when you booked it four months ago.
You’re at a courtyard table by 9h. Coffee. Something with fruit. The sound of nothing much happening. You read three pages of the book you’ve been meaning to finish for two months. A pigeon lands on the table across from you and regards you with complete indifference. You regard it back.
You sit there for almost an hour. You do not feel guilty about this. For you, this is the whole point of leaving home.
You had exactly one thing planned before noon. You almost removed it from the schedule twice. Both times you kept it. You are glad you did.
Notre-Dame de Paris reopened in December 2024 after five years of restoration following the fire of April 2019. You had followed the rebuilding from home, reading the updates, watching the progress, feeling something you couldn’t entirely name about a building you had visited twice before and thought you understood.
You did not understand it. Not the way you understand it now.
The restored cathedral is quieter than you expected. The stone is lighter, the colours more vivid, the detail more legible than it had become under centuries of accumulated grime. You sit in one of the nave pews for a long time without moving. Not praying. Not thinking about anything specific. Just being inside something that has survived more than you have and will survive more than you will, and finding that thought, unexpectedly, a comfort.
When you leave you stand on the Ile de la Cité for a while looking back at the facade. The Seine moves past on both sides. A tour boat goes by. You watch it until it disappears around the bend.
The complete guide tells you the best time to visit, how to arrange access to areas beyond the standard nave, and how to experience the cathedral without the peak crowds.
Lunch is at a place you found by walking until something felt right.
A small restaurant near the Luxembourg Gardens with four tables outside on a quiet street. A short menu, a glass of something cold and local, and a pace that nobody is trying to hurry. You eat without looking at your phone. You watch a couple at the next table share a carafe of wine and argue gently about something that makes them both laugh. An older man reads a newspaper with the focused calm of someone who has nowhere else to be and has made peace with that.
You feel yourself exhale properly for what might be the first time in weeks.
After lunch you walk into the Luxembourg Gardens and find a metal chair, the kind that have been there for a hundred years, and you pull it to face the sun and you sit in it and do nothing at all for forty minutes. Children sail small boats on the round pond. Students read on the grass. A woman does something that might be tai chi under the trees.
You close your eyes for a while. You are not asleep. You are just here.
The complete guide includes the quieter corners of the Luxembourg Gardens, the streets around it worth a slow afternoon, and the neighbourhood restaurants that make this part of the 6th worth an entire day.
You hadn’t planned anything for late afternoon. This was deliberate.
What you didn’t anticipate was the bookshop.
You turned down a street you hadn’t taken before, for no reason except that it looked interesting, and there it was. A small independent bookshop, the kind that still has a cat and a slightly chaotic organizational system and a person behind the counter who clearly reads everything they sell. You went in meaning to stay five minutes.
You stayed forty-five.
The person behind the counter, noticing the book you picked up and then put down and then picked up again, said something about it that made you buy it immediately. Then recommended another. Then asked where you were going for dinner, and when you said you hadn’t decided, wrote down the name of a place two streets away that her family has been going to for as long as she can remember.
You went. The food was honest and good and the room was warm and nobody rushed you. You had a glass of Burgundy and then another and felt the particular contentment that comes from an evening that cost almost nothing and gave you almost everything.
The next morning you’re back in the courtyard by 9h.
Same table. Same coffee. The pigeon is back. You’re not sure if it’s the same one.
You think about yesterday. The cathedral in the morning. The chair in the Luxembourg Gardens. The bookshop. The dinner.
You did not see everything. You stopped apologizing for that a long time ago. You saw what you saw completely, without rushing it, without photographing it into something it wasn’t, without moving on before it had finished doing whatever it was doing to you.
You still have two days in Paris.
You feel, for the first time in longer than you’d like to admit, like yourself again.
There’s a version of Paris that exhausts you. And there’s a version that sends you home better than you arrived.
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Yvan Junior Blanchette
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