Off the Blocks goes to Paris

June 5, 2010 at 7:47 AM | Posted in Paris | 3 Comments
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La Gioconda


When my wife and I took the Orient Express from Stuttgart to Paris in January, 1974 it was an adventure. I have certain distinct memories: a small glass-covered picture in the Louvre, a milky milky cafe au lait in a bistro with an owner who came over and spoke to us in English, a baguette and what we thought was cheese but was crème fraîche in our hotel room for lunch, the Arc de Triumph and painted whores in doorways.  

We haven’t been to Paris since which seems ridiculous given how many planes we’ve boarded — you’d think that, by chance, one would have been headed for the City of Light. But back then, back when we had no money and I couldn’t imagine a way of making any, I didn’t think that we’d be hopping back anywhere anytime soon. But back then I hadn’t read Marcel Proust or Montaigne or heard the voice of Renata Tebaldi, hadn’t had children, hadn’t done anything really.  

My computer, though relatively new, stinks and I’m not going to lug it to Paris. I hope to blog intermittently, catch as catch can.  

I go as I went the first time, assuming it will be the last and so, understanding things better now, I plan to pay attention.


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  1. Make gorgeous memories, Tom! Enjoy every moment.

  2. Cafe English…

    I found your entry interesting do I’ve added a Trackback to it on my weblog :)…

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