Wow, yesterday was certainly not a walking death tour....it was a deathride on a bike; I was sure I was going to die because Delphine was my guide and her philosophy is, "Well if they hit you, it's their fault!" Good God, My Lord!!!
None the less, touring Paris on a bike, which I have not done before and really only if you are French do you do it;), was fantastic. We went into the opera, (I now have to go to the Milan opera house to compare but Paris's house is opulance to the t) While the actual stage and seating is small in comparison to SF, outside, the staircases leading up, the large salons on each floor, truly the opera house is a place to show off your finery and be seen! Then it was off to La comedie Francaise, the big theater in Paris, which used to be a palace, and then to Marais, the gay neighborhood....sadly i didnt dance, but I did exchange a bauble for a few others (thank you Mick)
Then it was off to the Jardin des Plantes, the oldest structure in Paris, a roman arena, which was kinda like a circle of rubble, then on to an old aquaduct that has been turned into a raised park above the streets near la gare de lyon, and finally a race to Belleville....but sadly we didnt make it because we were meeting a friend of C and D, who took us to a Mauritien restaurant, he's from l'ile Maurites, and we went for drinks afterwards....a very big day.
And finally, I also realized that Paris is not that different from SF in that there are sadly a lot of beggars and crazy people. In Begle, where D and C live, I had run into my first crazy person, a man who told me, "You cant kill me". It's true, I couldnt kill him. Yesterday, though was a different story. As we were parking our 'Velibs' and then getting new bikes, a guy with a beer can in his hand told me that the way I "style my hair" was all wrong, that my glasses are wrong because my eyes are too small, and that I was ugly. Delphine thought it was hilarious that i attract crazy people....i find it hilarious that not all frenchies are adorable!
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I'm guessing you didn't ask the guy with a beer can how you should be styling your hair. You might have received a pretty interesting response. By the way....did you notice that the restaurant Frenchie (the place that would not accept the likes of me while they were taping a food critic's show) was right around the corner from where you did the exchange. Glad 3rd time wasn't a charm with your near death experiences. Have fun on last days and hopefully your flight back is as exciting as the flight to start the adventure....I say go for the world record...you can do it!!
ReplyDeleteLes Francais fous! Simplement aderable. Glad the guy didnt give your hair
ReplyDeletea beer rinse.
I thought your comment would be more like... "oh, the French homeless are so much better than the Americans. They're so into fashion and hair style!" :-)
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