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I am sitting at my
neighbourhood cafe with a fantastic view over the Point Louis
Philippe and beyond to the late afternoon sun-drenched limestone
buildings along the Seine. Free WiFi, a big glass of mediocre Chinon,
and the tranquility of a shady Parisian cafe. La vie est bonne.
I've been a bit at loose ends in Paris, not sure what to do with myself here. But then I relax a bit and the city comes to me. After lunch yesterday at Les Marroniers in the 4th (casual cafe, good sandwiches) we walked a bit and found a Sunday exhibition of the national police. Equestrian demonstrations, acrobats on motorcycles, zip-lines for children. And then on we walked to the eastern tip of our island, to the garden featuring a statue of the now-forgotten artist Antoine-Louis Barye. Then from there past the public shower for the indigent (on the most expensive real estate in Paris), and on to the St. Louis church whose open door invited us in to an organ rehearsal of Buxtehude and Bach. When you slow down, most every street in Paris offers some sort of pleasure to the visitor. |
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