October 2018
Driving back towards Düsseldorf from the Atlantic coast, you almost can’t avoid Paris. And so I persuaded Nicole to stop there for three days, just so I could indulge in doing some street photography.
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Baguette vending machine in the morning. Somewhere in rural France.
On day one, all three of us went to see the city. And I snapped a few photos along the way.
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Smart
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With a child, you get to see places you otherwise wouldn’t. Like playgrounds.
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Day two. Showers. I went on my own and decided to visit the market at Bastille first.
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Louvre subway station
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Bastille market
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Nose
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Time to head back
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Day three. Sunny. My longest day in town. Passed a lot of tourist hotspots. First: Arc de Triomphe.
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There was a queue in the middle of the street, where people lined up for a photo in front of the Arc.
For a while I watched the traffic on that huge roundabout.
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Nixon
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Lunch-breakers
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Me? I had a burrito. Just like him.
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Then I switched to the Rolleiflex for a good while. And – again – I have to say that I really like the results and the shooting experience. Should really use it more often for street.
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Heading towards Sacré-Cœur, which you can see in the background.
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Corn seller
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Dots
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Left hands
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Jewish cemetery
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Chess
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Reached Montmartre
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Cool bag!
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Sacré-Cœur
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Paid to go up to the top to enjoy the view
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Back down to the Metro
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…and back up again at the Seine.
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City of love
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Caught some last light at the Louvre
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Tankman
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This one freaked me out a bit when I saw the scan. ;-)
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One final Metro ride
Photographing in a big city, and especially such a famous and pretty one like Paris, is always something special. So much is happening and there’s so much to discover. You can never do it justice in photographing just a few days. And I find doing street photography in a metropolis is very rewarding compared to smaller cities: it’s more crowded and diverse and you much more frequently run into interesting situations or people.
Anyhow, that was my set from Paris. I had a great time!
I’ll wrap up this post with a few photos from back home again.
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A dam, somewhere in Belgium.
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Celebration time.
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Last minute, I made it into this entry, too.
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As did Herr Freitag again.