unfamiliar area





Yesterday, I went to Lanvin's atelier sale.

My friend put my name on the list, so I went there.



However, as expected, the lanvin venue is also the Trocadero in the 16th arrondissement.



As usual, I'm heading there in a charinko,

To get there from home, you have to go through the Arc de Triomphe.



This Arc de Triomphe is quite a dangerous zone!

For me, the two most dangerous are Arc de Triomphe and Chrissy.



why? In France, a large square (where a monument is located) is called a place, around which cars revolve in one direction, and from there roads extend in all directions in the direction you want to go. However, these two major dangers involve a considerable amount of cars.



If you have ever visited the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, you have already



“How do I get to the middle of that place???”



There must be many people who thought so!



And the surrounding cars are racing like cars.



That's dangerous! If you jump into it with a bicycle. .



I've only gone into it once before, and I thought I was going to die.

There's no mercy. Even though I'm on a bike here. .



So, when I told my friend about it, she said, ``Are you planning on dying?''



Later on, I noticed that there was another road on the outside of the circle that was going in a similar circular pattern, and apparently the bikes were going to use that road.



So, it's no longer Dangerous, but I still feel the trauma from that time.



Passing through the Arc de Triomphe, passing by Victor Hugo,

That's a really rich zone.



In a word, Paris, but the atmosphere changes drastically depending on the district or even the streets.

And each person has their own favorite area.



My favorite area is what is known as the downtown area.

Don't approach this rich zone unless you have something to do! I only use it once a year.



Every time I go, I think...

I feel like I can afford it, or rather, I can afford it.

The car is pulled over or stopped in a half-hearted way, and I keep getting stuck.

"The width of the car feels wide!" I kept shouting. It's a big difference from the 18th ward where I live.



I was probably the only person who rushed to the venue on a bicycle.

I tried to stop it a little earlier. .



On the way back, I was completely dizzy and it was raining, making the trip even more dangerous.

At this time of year, there are a lot of fallen leaves, and if it rains, it will become slippery.

I have also skied about 5m once.



So when you ride a bike on a rainy night, you prepare for death.

Or rather, I'm conscious of it.



If someone dies in an accident here, who will notice?

Even if you contact me on the site, you won't be able to reply and will be sued! And,

"Dying alone? What if?" I'll be thinking about that forever.



If you receive an email and do not receive a reply or if the site is not updated too often, please contact the French Embassy! ! !



Not only is it a long story, but it ended up being extremely dark.







↑Photo taken on the way home.
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