Honeymooning can be all about seeing the most famous sights in the cities to which you travel. But those of us who fancy ourselves a bit more adventurous like to set out and explore. Chris and Marissa hit up a handful of spots not always listed in the Paris guidebooks.
Anyone who loves the movie Amélie as much as I do recognizes The Two Windmills — or Les Deux Moulins — as the café where our heroine do-gooder waitress served up coffees. Chris says, “I made Marissa walk about two miles out of our way to see it.” I love the detail of the guy in the green jumpsuit who I like to think is Collignon himself.
Set in the Latin Quarter, La Gueuze looks like the quintessential French café, though they specialize in beer from around the world. Chris says, “We had wine because really all we wanted to do in Paris was drink wine.” As you should, honeymooners.
Paris may be best known for croissants and crepes, but this new bride and groom pair packed in the ice cream. They continue to rave about Berthillon ice cream, available in various spots on Île Saint-Louis. And to be fair, Marissa awarded an honorable mention to La Crêperie des Pêcheurs on rue Saint-André-des-Arts.
As a guitar player and drummer (we’ve heard him do a killer cover of Poker Face. For real.) it’s no surprise that Chris made his way into several French music stores. Check out this directory if you’re interested too.
I love going to markets in other countries to get a sense of what people eat in their daily lives. Marissa stocked up on moutarde and chatted with the adorable shop-owners about what condiments best compliment a meals. She and Chris enjoyed simple, everyday stuff from the grocery store like wine, bread and cheese.
Do you see a food + drink theme with these two? That’s why Tim and I love them!









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why do we travel? Or like the song goes “does anybody know what we are looking for”?? Why do we consider travel a basic desire nowadays? I especially like how George Santayana puts it in The Philosophy of Travel: “We need sometimes to escape into open solitudes, into aimlessness, into the moral holiday of running some pure hazard, in order to sharpen the edge of life, to taste hardship, and to be compelled to work desperately for a moment at no matter what.” Do we travel to lose ourselves or to find ourselves? In order to find the WHERE, WHEN or HOW to travel, we need to rediscover the pure pleasure of travels and the meaning of our own inner journey and rediscovery.