In the middle of the photo is Metro Line 6 (elevated--Line 4 is even closer, but it's underground). Even with the windows open, I haven't really noticed any noise from the train, though there is a fair amount of traffic sounds since we're on the first floor (that's the second floor for you Americans). The flat is also near a hospital, so there's an occasional ambulance; fortunately, French ambulances are more polite than British ambulances.
Wednesday, July 24, 2024
View from the flat
This photo does not accurately describe the smell from the bakery below us (yellow awning on the left). Sometime in the middle of the night, the baking bread begins calling me. I convince myself to stay in bed and wait until some other nearby bakeries or patisseries open so I can sample some Parisian variety, but the ease of walking down stairs at six in the morning is too great. There's another bakery almost across the street, just behind the white van in the photo, but it's now 7:23 AM and they finally appear to be opening. I am uncertain if I can smell this one as well.
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