A lot of people don't rate travel to Paris in November. But, I love Paris in November. It's a bit cold and grey. But it just feels so much more Parisian that way. Does that make sense? I love the crisp mornings and the Autumn leaves whipping past. The chilly mornings, warmed up with chocolat and mittens. Seeing your breath in front of you as you watch the currents in the Seine swish by and crunch into that baguette.
Here are some shots from a particularly crisp, beautiful and clear Autumn morning in Paris.
Voila!
