Once springtime hits and the sun beats down on the weekends, tons of Parisian teens and young adults pour onto the banks of the rivers and canals with bottles of wine and platters of food. The first night, we chose a quiet spot on the Canal Saint Martin, a secret Parisian nook reserved for after work cocktails and meeting friends. We dangled our feet over the side of the Canal and hung out until the wine disappeared. Then we headed over to lively Republique and lingered until the metro threathened to close its doors.
Another night, we chose our spot on the Seine at the tip of the Ile off of Pont Neuf. We had a view of the Pont des Arts with the students at Institut Francais and the Bateaux Mouches with tons of waving tourists. We brought bags of snacks, cartons of fresh strawberries, and more wine. This was a rowdy spot and we ended up packing up earlier as the other drunken Parisian became rowdy. We walked over to the Latin Quarter for our favorite late night crepes and lingered in the shadows of Notre Dame until the last metro.
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