A Multicultural Evening

Climbing the Eiffel Tower with my best friend had taken up much of the first night of my four day trip to Paris, and by the time we were done I no longer felt like eating, which was a shame as we'd planned on getting a nice, cliche, French meal. Instead we decided to meet... Continue Reading →


The Passages Of Paris

A couple of years ago I had some friends come visit Australia from the US and as I toured them around Melbourne and through the various lane ways and arcades one commented on how Parisian they seemed to be. I didn't really understand at the time, I'd never seen any image come out of Paris... Continue Reading →

Only Pies And Sausage Rolls

Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you can't escape home. While looking for a bite to eat after visiting The Grevin Wax Museum in The Opera Quarter Sarah and I stumbled upon Cafe Oz: The Australian Bar. What are the odds? I was hankering for a Parma, but was out of luck when they told us they... Continue Reading →

Parisian Street Art- Space Invaders

Space Invaders is my favourite Parisian street artist, and his unique works can be seen not only in Paris, but across the globe, including my home town Melbourne. That being said, finding some of his works in Paris got me really excited. Invaders uses mosaic to recreate the aliens from the classic arcade game, giving... Continue Reading →

Metropolitan Quirks

I may have said in an earlier post that the only way to see a city is by walking, and it's still a statement I wish to stand by, but I have to give credit where credit is due, the Metro is a wonderful public transportation system. For a number of reasons. While the map... Continue Reading →

Parisian Street Art: Stickers

Like stencils, sticker street art enables you to repeat a message or iconic image across a city, or like in the clever case of some of these sticker pieces, adapt the entire meaning of something already existing, such as this street sign above. I had discovered pieces like this before while browsing the net, so... Continue Reading →

I Peed On Top Of The Eiffel Tower.

Prior to leaving Australia I had arranged to reunite with my best friend Grace underneath the Eiffel Tower, the first night I'd be in Paris, at 8:00pm. Just in case plans went astray we exchanged our various international numbers, and then I went to sleep before catching those really long flights. Upon arrival in Reunion... Continue Reading →


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