I have my routine in the 13th Arrondissement memorized.
Commonly known as the Chinatown of Paris, it’s the district where you’ll find the best banh mi sandwiches and bibimbap. (I highly recommend the Korean restaurant Misso.)
But le treizième is more of a melting pot of different cultures and identities. It’s home to immigrant street vendors, and foreign exchange students from all over the world searching for the cheapest crêpe around Cité Universitaire and Rue Mouffetard. (And they’re in luck).
Parc Montsouris is the first place I cut through when I arrive in Paris. I’ve seen it in its various seasonal stages. But as a Bostonian, my favorite part about the park will always be greeting poules d’eaux - water hens. I’m used to ducks and hens - separately - but not ducks with chicken legs. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, they’re worth the visit.
Let’s not hold our breaths, though - the best bakery is in the 13eme. Brun is the boulangerie where, if you time it well, you can walk away with loaves of hot baguettes that burn your fingertips through the paper. That is - if you can make it to your apartment without devouring them all along the way.