The City of Boots

by the River Seine

Romance by the river

I know, I know, Paris is normally thought of as the City of Love, but for this trip it was in fact the City of Boots. Fun shopping for, but not so fun having to lug them all home. Severe. Luggage. Crisis.

Not that we weren’t romantic, but this is as close as it gets:

Sam: Let’s go for a romantic stroll by the Seine
Chris: Really? These things are never as romantic as you think they’re going to be
Sam: I’m benevolent to all mankind (a few vodkas by this stage) – why would you want to wreck that when I’m being romantic?

Anyway, he was right – it was noisy, busy and completely unromantic, plus one of the pairs of aforementioned boots were hurting my feet quite considerably. But I gave it a red hot go.

Maybe we’ll try again on our next adventure: an African safari, coming to your screens Jan/Feb 2013…

Au revoir

2 thoughts on “The City of Boots

  1. Dear Sam and Chris,
    One of my fondest memories of Paris was walking around the bridges – perhaps more sensible footwear would have enhanced the mood.
    Royal Show parking is going a treat – we are charging $15!
    See you when you return.
    Love,
    Mum and Dad

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