The police motorcycles ride in front, the ambulances follow at the back. In between come the in-liners, in a massive phalanx.
Monthly Archives: June 2012
There’s nothing like a good cimitiere on a wet day in Paris.
We understand that cemeteries are intended to be places for grief, remembrance and quiet reflection. But when a cemetery is filled with the graves of people who moved us with their art, writing or music, visiting final resting places leads to ‘oh yes, I remember him/her and that song/film/book/play.’ We can’t deny that it is entertaining too. In a quiet reflective way of course. Continue reading
We cheapskates in Paris should be grateful to Marie de Medici for giving us a nice place to rest our aching feet.
In 1612 Marie planted 2000 elm trees. Quite possibly she didn’t do them all personally. She had enough money to throw a big barbecue and offer free drinks to friends prepared to bring their own shovels. Continue reading
Nearly everyone in the Western World has too much stuff and the Parisians apparently have more stuff that the rest of us.
It’s all fine and dandy if you’re Louis the Sun King and have hundreds of rooms in the Palais de Versailles to fill, but when the time comes to downsize, say when the kids leave home or there’s a French Revolution, what happens to the things you’ve accumulated in a lifetime of shopping? Sure, the Musee du Louvre may take some of it off your hands, but there will still be a lot of clutter up in the attic.
So the surplus gold clocks, teddy bears, Louis XIV chairs and old magazines end up in the Marche aux Puces, the biggest flea market in town, if not the world. It stocks a very high class of flea. Continue reading
Our tour gave us a half day off from following the lollipop stick and left us to look around Rouen on our own. It’s not necessary to go far to find the main attractions, and there were bikes for hire – for a mere one euro per day. Continue reading