Canadians in Paris (23)
Well, okay, it’s a melting pot. American, Brazilians, Japanese, Chinese, Filipinos; just a sea of people from all over the world.
Eiffel Tower is only two blocks from the hotel which we stayed at for three nights. The lights were dancing as we arrived and we can only see the silhouette of the structure due to fog.
Paris reminds me of the movie American in Paris with Gene Kelly and Leslie Caron. In my mind, I was expecting them to show up on the streets dancing and singing. I can hear the music playing in the background composed by Gershwin. Not. Paris is just another big city.
Our first night, I went out on my own to check out the street, night life and how far the Metro station just in case I want to go gallivanting and join the real world away from the watchful eyes of self-righteous pilgrims. Oh yes, we are not perfect.
The rows of open aired sidewalk restaurants, the traffic, the street vendors, the smell of pollution and gaiety of night life is very welcoming. Ah, much better. I need this time on my own.
Suddenly, I remembered, uh-oh, here I go again, disappearing. I must return otherwise, a search party will be dispatched. They will think I am MIA. One fellow pilgrim somehow took the responsibility that I don’t get lost? Me? Get lost, never? Just because I am younger than most folks, they think I’m lost. Older folks tend to just sit around and have nothing better to do but focus on other people. Hmmp!
One time, they went into commotion because they thought I was missing. Everybody was in the bus and they can’t find me. Hellooo…. I yelled from the loo. I’m doing Number 1.
My two wishes in Paris is to see Catherine Laboure, another saint with incorruptible body and spend an evening on my own at an open aired quiet restaurant. I envision myself watching people passing by while I eat the real French onion soup, French baguette, slowly sipping coffee and smoking freely without anyone wagging their fingers at me.
Oui-oui, très bien.
Sounds like a fun trip! 🙂
It’s was a good trip. The person who runs this pilgrimage is very organized and makes sure that we are having a trip of a lifetime.
Sounds wonderful except for the smoking! I usually enjoy some alone time when on trips.
Too funny. Unfortunately the Genie in the bottle nor the water in Lourdes was able to take away this addiction. 😀
Sounds like a wonderful trip. Loved how you wrote almost expected to see Gene Kelly and Leslie Caron. 🙂
Oh yes, and the music of Gershwin is living in my head. That’s how I relate to places I visited because of Hollywood, the musical shows. 😛
Love those. 🙂
I’m doing number 1’s!! You made me smile beautiful, Perpetua!!! hugs Paula xxxx
Yah, not allowed to do Number Two in the bus. It’s a no-no. 😀
You crack me up girl, I love how you look at things. I too have been at the end of the wagging finger! I’m with you, let’s get away and explore…
Hi Diana: I get my best moments away from non-smokers, they seem to follow me all over the place, tho’
I love Paris which is a wonderful place to visit. I went there twice, and still want to go back.
I am not surprised that you wanted to see Gene Kelly and Leslie Caron dancing in the street. This reminds me of the movie “midnight in Paris” !
Aha, a movie I have not seen. I’ll go check out the library. Maybe I’ll bump into you next time in Paris. I’ll race you going up the Eiffel Tower.
Oh to visit Paris again.
You must and take better pictures than I did.