Thursday, April 9, 2009

paris encore...



i saw a girl lean over to kiss a friend on a stopped motorbike on the cheek, twice, here and then there. the trees cast patterned light on the street. we went out for dinner and, for fifteen francs, had the best meal i had ever eaten, and most of all, nobody who lived there seemed to notice or care. the beauty and the braised trout alike were just part of life, the way we do things here.

...paris, on the other hand, looked exactly as it was supposed to look. it wore its heart on its sleeve, and the strange thing was that the heart it wore so openly was in other ways so closed, mysterious, uninviting. ~paris to the moon by adam gopnik

paris has been on my mind... i think i may follow this thoughtful invitation and see where it may lead me... ~me

3 comments:

nurii said...

Mi primer viaje al extranjero fue a París en el año 1992 (recuerdo la fecha porque en aquel año en este país ocurrió TODO). Con los compañeros de instituto todo fue muy emocionante. París invita a soñar y a andar. Estoy segura de que ahora la miraría con otros ojos, tantos años que ya han pasado. Espero volver más pronto que tarde. Besos desde España. Espero que estés bien.

Susu said...

I have been having trouble getting on your blog... like April rain, they disturb you a little, but you end up getting over the sudden cold shower;)

So Paris is calling you dear Audrey... how sweet of an idea... maybe you should accept the invitation!

La Belette Rouge said...

Please go to Paris and let me live vicariously.