everything related with the wonderful country i adore .. la France
It was a balmy Paris summer night. My friend Marylene and I had just enjoyed the most exquisite afternoon sampling sumptuous treats at Angelina’s Salon du The, doing precisely what the Dauphine of France would have once recommended as the solution to all ills…. Eating Cake! This piece of advice tends to be my preferred one,… Read More Magic at Midnight in Paris, with Woody Allen and Owen Wilson
The first bridge I set foot on in Paris, was the charming Pont des Arts. It’s the least elaborate of all the bridges. The simplest. Yet it’s the one where people gathered most evenings to have picnics and just stopped to enjoy the river. This was a comfort zone. It felt bare, raw, plain. I… Read More Soul Surrender at Le Pont des Arts
My “tourist plan” for most days was as follows: leave the apartment, walk in any direction guided by my intuition and interest in what I see around me, follow nice smells, happy sounds, beautiful things. I looked forward to the prospect of being incredibly lost, so long as what was around me was pleasant and ONLY when Absolutely necessary… Read More Seeing the Seine
My arrival to Paris CDG airport was less of a touchdown than it was a head over heels tumbling into the city of lights. I didn’t know what hit me, but something had and now it was up to me to figure out how to get back up. Alone and despondent is the worst combination… Read More Literally falling in Love with Paris
Day 3 in Paris. I wake up looking forward to exploring the city, but as soon as I get up the dizziness that is now my constant companion, is again moving walls around me and floor from under me. The whole flight to France I’d done all the “right” things: drunk lots of water,… Read More “Getting frustrated and not to mention confused, she cries. Her tears flood the hallway.” Day 3 in Paris
On my first morning I found that the jet lag had worked for me, not against me. I woke up at 5am which was great because I could enjoy the sunrise and gradual lighting of my neighbouring rooftops. What I hadn’t expected was to experience an intense form of vertigo or constant dizziness…not like… Read More Paris Day 1: Human Spinning Top
Growing up in Santa Cruz de la Sierra, Bolivia we were lucky to be surrounded by beautiful macaws and all sorts of parrots. We had 2 as pets…one of them could sing Julio Iglesias songs. They were always so funny and affectionate and loved being tickled on the tummy. In Australia I’ve had a parrot… Read More Parrots in Paris
Once I walked through that red door, of my Parisian 6th floor apartment, I awakened into the beginning of my dream, more real than any reality I’d lived before. Happiness is a small word for how Large my Joy is sitting here on this Parisian balcony. It came true.
Flying, falling through more & more tunnels ..from CDG airport to Etienne Marcel station Sometimes its a white rabbit that leads us and sometimes c’est un chat noir Etienne Marcel Metro The first sight of “Paris” I saw upon exiting the Metro, and the one I’ll remember most for the lucky black cat i saw… Read More Following the White Rabbit to find a Black Cat
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