TRAVELLIVE 2-2016
I have a three-year old daughter. To teach her basic science knowledge, I always play some interesting games with her. One of her most favorite games is “raining ice cube”. We put an ice cube above a glass of a little hot water. Some seconds later, tiny water droplets will fall down like a lovely “rain”. February comes, new season greets us with drizzling rain whose tiny droplets dampen our hair and shoulders, running down our windows and blurring the world across the pane. Once my daughter woke up early in the morning and pressed her face against the glass pensively, and asked me “Mommy Mommy, there are some ice cubes on our roof, right? Our house is warmer so it rains like this, huh?”
I have a three-year old daughter. To teach her basic science knowledge, I always play some interesting games with her. One of her most favorite games is “raining ice cube”. We put an ice cube above a glass of a little hot water. Some seconds later, tiny water droplets will fall down like a lovely “rain”. February comes, new season greets us with drizzling rain whose tiny droplets dampen our hair and shoulders, running down our windows and blurring the world across the pane. Once my daughter woke up early in the morning and pressed her face against the glass pensively, and asked me “Mommy Mommy, there are some ice cubes on our roof, right? Our house is warmer so it rains like this, huh?”
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notes about each new destination.<br />
Elise has the entirety Paris in her<br />
scrapbook, from an old factory near<br />
Saint-Martin Canal where locals<br />
sell second-hand goods on Sunday<br />
mornings to a grocer that sells<br />
African fragrances, or the opening<br />
of an exhibition of metal jewelry<br />
made by her old friend. Indeed, this<br />
girl possesses a treasure of the most<br />
interesting places to go shopping<br />
and have fun in Paris, which is<br />
already full off great destinations.<br />
And Le Pavillon des Canaux is one<br />
of these places. It's a favorite cafä<br />
in "Elise style".<br />
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<strong>TRAVELLIVE</strong><br />
Though we are all<br />
strangers here, everyone<br />
can find a little space<br />
to call their own while<br />
here.<br />
THE ENTIRETY OF PARIS IN<br />
ELISE'S SCRAPBOOK<br />
If someone asks me<br />
about the first days<br />
I set foot on this<br />
land, my memory<br />
will flash back to<br />
the image of my<br />
apartment behind<br />
a closed gate and a<br />
hidden courtyard<br />
where I could listen to the echo of<br />
church bells of Saint-Laurent every<br />
hour. Right from that small cold<br />
apartment, I encountered Paris for<br />
the first time when Elise, my sisterin-law,<br />
showed me her scrapbook<br />
filled with postcards, newspaper<br />
cut-outs, leaflets, and some quick<br />
A PAVILION NEAR THE<br />
CANAL<br />
We could translate the cafä's name<br />
as "pavilion near the canal" or "chai<br />
ven kenh" in Vietnamese. The cafä<br />
is located at 39 quai de la Loire,<br />
Paris 19äme. From the nearest<br />
metro station, walk past a few hair<br />
salons, laundry shops, the buildings<br />
along the sidewalk, and the little<br />
roadside fruit stalls. Then, cross<br />
a bridge to the residential area,<br />
turn right, and go straight until<br />
you come upon a wall covered in<br />
graffiti.<br />
Le Pavillon des Canaux, which<br />
is much more than just a coffee<br />
shop, overlooks the canal. As luck<br />
would have it, it was drizzling<br />
that afternoon so I decide to sit<br />
inside the coffee house. It's not<br />
recommended to sit in the outdoor<br />
area here!
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