Square des Mimosas: the end
Let's finish by turning left into the smallest street in the Cité Florale, even smaller than square de Montsouris: square des Mimosas.
As an immortal, I try not to be nostalgic, but I must admit that, on days like this, I miss the time when technology was not advanced enough to build tall buildings on unstable ground. A time when multiple rivers flowed through Paris.
But like Square des Mimosas, nostalgia is a dead end. Not too far from here, other old train warehouses were destroyed and replaced by the most environmentally friendly buildings ever. Between these and the uncovering of the Bièvre, there is hope for more water and nature in Paris, it will just look more modern. In the meantime, I want to stay here, among the flowers, for a little while. Maybe read a book, or write a poem? Why don't you write one too and email it to [email protected]? Or take a selfie, and tag me on social media @walk.paris! Let me know how your walk went in a review, and by rating this tour, I would love to hear from you!
Au revoir my friend, looking forward to the next time we can, once again, walk Paris.