Parc Monceau, Paris
Sunday in Paris, a day when the city is sleeping until brunch. The quiet day, the traffic is nowhere
to be seen and most of the stores are closed. When you cross the streets you start to wondering
where everybody is, a few is sitting at a café. When the sun is shining most of the Parisians
are most likely to be in one of Paris beautiful parcs.
Parc Monceau is between 8:e and the 17:e arr,
a small but yet pretty parc. The roses are endless, with different colourers and intoxicating smells.
Here people come to read, run, eat and drink wine until sunset. A perfect way to end another week in Paris.