On Sundays I like to take my backpack, my guide to Paris, my iPod, and of course my camera to visit a quartier I haven't seen before. This week I went to Belleville.
I got off at Belleville metro and walked up Rue de Belleville, which is a steep hill. The area is very multicultural, a bit down at heel, but there was lots to see and photograph.
The blue sky tempted me out of the house.
"One must distrust words".
Man in hat.
Eventually I came to Belleville Park, which was nice enough. It's on a hill, so is really just a series of terraces.
Light through bamboo.
Despite this shop being named after the two most French words in existence, it was actually a Chinese bakery. Belleville has a huge Chinese population. I bought myself two little cakes from here and went home to eat them with a cup of tea.
And last of all, a passing cat in the park.
I find solitary Sundays very relaxing.