paris

Including the ticket office where, two years ago, I had to plead for replacement tickets. Taken with the Ross double-element lens.

Including a panorama at Gare du Nord, taken while loaning the use of my phone to an American girl trying to contact her European friends.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve taken the Eurostar now, or indeed, how many times I’ve crossed between Gare de Lyon to Gare du Nord on the Métro. It amuses me that someone whose first language is Polish and second language is English — that’s me — has less trouble navigating the French user-interface of the Paris Métro ticket machines than the locals seem to have.