Last full day of Paris. Fuck.

I wanted to go to bed early last night but couldn't bear the thought of sleeping and not being present in Paris. I wrote Post Cards, but the Post Office is closed today & I also have no idea how to decipher what the signs say. All I need are stamps- but that is apparently a task that is above the degree of ( Read more... )

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 I slept in, considering the late night. Took a shower & adorned myself in the usual accoutrements. Decided Pere Lachaise was on the agenda. The subway was easier than ever before. I picked up the 12 instead of the 4. Transferred , no problem. Pere Lachaise is a vast concrete menagerie. It's breathtaking. I used to spend all my adolescent summers ( Read more... )

 I discovered that Hulu does not work here. Wait, that's not entirely true. Hulu will play one show in France, "If I Can Dream" a show created by Simon Fuller who created American Idol. After moderating the Forums for work until about 6am, I decided to start getting in to this show once I returned from bread buying. This is precisely the type of ( Read more... )

I woke up and did a bit of Forum moderation for work. Perhaps it was a device to keep me inside. Once it drew nearer to noon, I took a shower, took photos of myself (again, another device to not leave the flat) and mentally prepared myself to leave. I was a bit terrified to leave. I wanted to go to the Pompidou Modern Art Museum, something I have ( Read more... )

I started travelling yesterday evening. Took a flight from SF to Switzerland before transferring to Paris which means I have a stamp in my Passport now that says "Zurich". I watched two people, one in a blue parka - one in a red parka, have a conversation in the middle of a white field of snow as my plane from San Francisco buzzed their heads.


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