It was certainly a busy week in Paris. I found myself shuffling from my hotel (just on the fringe of the swanky 9th arrondissement) to the towering business district of La Défense every morning for a management training.
And even though I got to know a few Parisiens more intimately than I would have preferred those early mornings on the metro, attending a training in la grande capitale was an experience I wouldn’t trade – even for less bumping on Line 1.
Besides seeing how the chic-er half lives, it was a great opportunity to experience the daily rhythms of life in Paris; from the mad-dash morning commute to late-evening strolls along crowded cafés.



