I’ve passed through Paris a few times en route to somewhere else. All I’ve had the chance to explore has been in the context of a cramped RER train, a missed alarm and a dash to Gare de l’Est to catch an early morning ICE to Germany, and (a few times) a gentle pootle, on foot or on a hired Vélib’, killing time between connections.
Spending a week there with my partner has strengthened my resolve to go back. As someone who’s spent the best part of a decade living in London, it was fascinating to compare and contrast the two cities; the shared problems (pollution, poverty, inequality) and the differing scales and solutions. I was especially interested in Paris’s streestscape and might write another blog post about that in future. For now, these are some of my favourite pictures from the week.
Every year, my company downs tools for a week and decamps to a hotel for a week of training and an internal conference. Usually, if it’s in mainland Europe, that involves flying.
I try to avoid it. I hate the rigmarole of flying. Partly because airports are awful places seemingly designed to induce maximum stress; partly because I’m increasingly concerned about the environmental impact (there’s a case for the Swedish flygskam movement becoming more widespread.)
Cross Paris to the Gare de Lyon, and take a TGV to Barcelona;
Take an overnight ferry from Barcelona to Palma.
I left my flat just after 8:15am on Saturday, taking a suitcase and a backpack. I live in Stratford, which means I’m very lucky to have the High Speed 1 service to St. Pancras. Getting to the Eurostar in time to check in was pretty easy, even if the security check was a pain.
We started by heading up the River Lea navigation, an annoyingly narrow towpath with far too many sharp corners, and steep inclines, and unnecessary ‘cyclists dismount’ signs. The poor surfaces were also the source of (at least) our first puncture of the ride.
I took my new Temple Cycles bike on the ride (now the dynamo has been fixed, after it broke down in Brighton.) The bike’s brilliant for this kind of light touring! It was better on the gravelly towpath than I expected on 28mm tyres, but I was glad to get back onto bonded gravel and asphalt. I was also grateful that I could easily turn the lights on for extra daytime visibility in some tunnels on the towpath. Dynamos are great.
I’ve spent a few days in Manchester for a conference. It’s been rainy (normal for Manchester) and I haven’t ventured beyond the city centre—I didn’t have my bike with me, and everywhere I was going was within the city centre, so it didn’t seem necessary.
I took a train to Brighton on Easter Monday. The weather was kind. It didn’t rain. It was quite windy. And my new touring bike developed a fault with the dynamo lighting system. But I had fun! And I got some good photos…