K and I were wandering around the back streets of Paris (from somewhere to somewhere, it’s all lost in the mists of time) and a little green square on the map caught our eye. The guidebook described Place des Voges as the oldest square in Paris, so we thought it would be a nice change of scenery from all the roads we were walking on the way to wherever.
Little did we know how amazingly French the square is. The park in the square is beautifully kept and the buildings surrounding it are ordered and beautiful. On our way out of the square we passed a few luxurious boutique hotels that looked caught my eye for next time.
The journalling reads:
K and I stumbled across the oldest square in Paris by accident. It’s such a beautiful spot, this is where I want to stay the next time I’m in Paris ❤