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Paris: My First Impressions

Paris is a romantic city to one, a pastry heaven to another and then to people like me, it’s a place I’ll remember first for its unpleasant smelling train stations, then the outrageously smoke-filled cafes. Outdoors. Day 11, 29th June 2013: 4.35PM: Our sleek white train pulled into the station of Gare de L’est, where we were greeted by jostling crowds with no one looking particularly friendly. To get to our rented apartment, we needed to take the metro to Place de Clichy . But first, tickets. There was just one machine, with a long queue of course, mostly tourists with luggages and a complicated ticket-purchase system. 30 minutes of waiting, four ticket slips and some lost moments later, we found ourselves facing a bright red door – which would lead us to the narrowest spiral staircase known to mankind. Oh, we lived on the top floor. Fourth, thankfully? The Parisan apartment we stayed in was a tiny one on Rue Nollet, home to our host Elie, whom we didn’t get to meet since she …