More than one lady has asked me over the past days where I purchased my pink fan... in Madrid would be my modest answer... but I am sure the street vendors will hook on to that new business opportunity before long.
Today the capital is sizzling reaching a whopping 37°C. It is hotter in Paris than it is in Madrid, Lugano or Napoli. Now that's a first! I am enjoying every minute of it, not often does so much sunshine come our way in this city. Ok, I admit 90 minutes of hot yoga might have been a wee bit exaggerated this morning but I felt like taking on the world after stretching and suffering all in the pursuit of keeping my body in shape!
A pool of course would be a total luxury and I must say I have been tempted to check out the newly renovated Piscine Molitor - supposedly the birthplace of the bikini - but image the queue to get in?!? No, I am not that desperate, instead I have treated myself to some scrumptious ice creams from the best places in town this week and continue to bath in the hot weather feeling thankful for what I call a REAL summer! Happy First Day of Summer!
Even the merchants found their sense of humour
"French pedicured twinkle toes" as a friend so nicely put it
FINALLY!
The perfect solution to a heatwave: Happy Hour with friends on a peniche
I don't go anywhere without my pink fan
More Happy Hours on a trendy peniche along the river
Just look at all those tourists melting away in the sun
Queuing for a highly demanded commodity these days: Italian ice cream!
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