On New Year’s Eve, shortly after our dinner party and before heading
out our separate way for the second half of the night, Pierre and I
opted to take a bottle to the roof for countdown (an old tradition).
Thus failing by very little to make New Year’s Day news as the two
drunken idiots who fell down 6 floors to their death a few seconds
into 2008 (another old tradition). The view is still totally worth it,
though.
Who ever said the French didn’t bathe? In Paris, even birds hop in
their bathtub (or nearby rain puddle near the central fountain of the
Luco) at least once a day…
Of course, no Parisian christmas would be complete without the traditional lighting of the candles on Jacques’ authentic Swiss
christmas tree…
Taking advantage of christmas holiday season, Rie, Sophie and I attended a couple concerts and recitals in nearby Latin Quarter churches.
Gounod, Liszt, Bach and Schubert… Also a selection from the Italian opera repertoire (my guilty pleasure), interpreted by one very Castafiore-esque mezzo-soprano.
You know you are within sight of the French border when…
22nd, 3pm: got all my damn xmas presents
22nd, 3:20pm: hot chocolate and good byes with S.
22nd, 4pm: walking to the station
23rd, 10am: sitting on my bed in a t-shirt, windows wide-open
… nothing beats snuggling in front of a fireplace (after paying a visit to an exhibit of very naughty things indeed at the French National Library).
Herd of bikes moving through Paris’ winter strike, Steph visiting,
Maya getting us drunk, Marc trying out vélib’…
- a dozen French riot police keeping students in line nearby my house in the Latin Quarter (a few hundreds more, parked down the street).
- some truly weird beaver that you can apparently go see at Paris’ Jardin des Plantes.
- Christmas street decorations, not a day too early, on the 1st of November.
Quite a few pieces I wouldn’t mind on my own walls someday
Jam session at The Cavern, man-about-town Billy and longtime friend Abigail: whom I had not seen in 15 years.
Taken back when the sun still shone over our heads…
One of the [too] many evenings we spent there lately…
Rainy Sunday recipe: chocolate and pear tart (with grated ginger) + comfy couch + cool Korean movie
