I miss Paris. Currently, I’m confined in a small village called Sainte-Marguerite.* It’s a nice place, we have some modern conveniences like grocery stores, but no parks or restaurants to speak of right now, not even a café. It’s not much more than 1 kilometer across, this village.
There’s not much to do in Sainte-Marguerite. We only go out once a day. For groceries. Or to walk the dog. We basically live in our windows—reading, sunning ourselves, chatting to each other from across the street. But we rarely meet face-to-face. It’s a strange place.
In the Paris I remember, there were cafés; you could walk by the river. We had picnics and met up for apéro. The restaurants were incredible. The shopping, unmatched. Paris was a wonderful place to explore, with stunning architecture, and museums packed with treasures. I miss all that so much.
I haven’t seen Paris in 25 days. Not the real Paris, not all of Paris. Only this little village found somewhere between the Nation and Voltaire Métro stations, named for a church called Sainte-Marguerite.
*Where is this Sainte-Marguerite?
Some of what I miss under lockdown:
1. SITTING AT A CAFE TERRACE
It’s nearly spritz season, dammit.
2. PICNICS ON THE SEINE
The Seine is also outside my confinement zone. That’s Ile Saint Louis across the river.
3. COFFEE WITH MY GIRLS
Oh, how I miss that. This is Cuillier in Montmartre.
4. GETTING AROUND
I never thought I’d miss the Métro, but yes, the freedom to visit friends anywhere in Paris. But with nowhere to go, my Navigo (monthly Métro card) is collecting dust instead of trips.
5. THE VIEWS!
And being able to explore all the city has to offer.
6. CAFE CULTURE
Did I mention I miss cafés? I miss cafés most of all. I worry which will survive this shutdown. Will Paris lose its café culture?
Tip of the day
If you’re feeling stuck, travel virtually. Revisit your last trip in photos, watch a film set in another time or place, or stream some travel shows on Youtube. Here’s a shameless plug for ya: My (Part-Time) Paris Life: The Series.