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After an evening of drinking a little bit too much, there are two things that can help. Firstly, a good lie in. Secondly, the nearest patisserie or boulangerie. Fortunately, both were available this morning. And whilst it might be tempting to find and try all the top rated – numerous bakeries proclaim proudly the year their croissant won ‘best’ – as a Brit in France, can you really tell the difference? We found a cute little cafe nestled down a side street near our hotel called Pâtisserie Emma Duvéré that served, along with pastries, delicious coffee marking the start of the first full day in Paris.

It seems to have been a while since I travelled, let alone wrote about travelling. But somewhat on a whim, and somewhat out of necessity, I booked an impromptu trip to France, anchored around spending time at my friend’s holiday home on the northern edge of the Occitanie. Instead of flying or driving, I’ve endeavoured to travel by train instead. The following series of posts document this trip, highlighting the different things that filled my itinerary each day. If you have any questions, please get in touch.