Kenny -
Lost in Paris Kenny -
Lost in Paris
Hi everyone...
What can I say about Paris... except that it's all smiles and cheers, most of the time, I'm thinking about how great it is being here. Carpe Diem, latin for seize the day... 4A and 4B by correspondence, what a dream, unfortunately, not too realistic.....
The magic and romance of Paris, I am almost powerless to resist... Sigh...what can I do? I've seen models everyday, I've read Moliere and Voltaire's plays, I've tasted my first glasses of champagne... in Champagne! I've discovered that wine can make you happy, I had to buy two bottles... the French call it sunshine in a bottle, ahhh, such precision... I'm in trouble now...can you say AA? Champage on an empty stomach can do strange things to you... I had to give those two bottles away for fear of addiction...Such a bitter sweet parting almost drew a tear from me..alas there are still the armagnacs of Gascogne. :)
Okay, regarding those models, that's billboard models...Paris is great in everyway, even when it rains. The grey mist and softly falling raindrops bring with it, a romantic melancholy. The other night I saw the fireworks over Notre Dame Cathedral. In all its colorful splendor, I could not help but think of friends and family. Those moments are definitely better when shared. Okay, I admit it, I miss everybody, but don't let me see this on the web page when I get back. (Sure thing, Kenny ;) )
Sigh....but I still haven't really done much. Ask me where all the sites are, I really don't know yet...the key word here is yet...
the adventure continues...
Btw... I'm changing my name to: :)
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All of Paris must be under Cupid's wings. There's a definite nostalgia and romantic ambience in the city. From, violinists serenading the people on the patios with old classical songs, to metro rides to the tune of the Beatles and even Simon and Garfunkel. Yesterday, I walked along the River Seine. I was lucky to discover the Parisian Waltz happening before me. This brought a big smile to my face... I remembered that that was one reason for coming to Paris. Some of the women were in their evening gowns and heels, and the guys were well not so dressed up but hey...the music and the moves...
The people have far from been rude here in Paris. Most of them have been really friendly. As I was watching the dancing, people would sit next to me and talk. So far the girls here seem very open and friendly too. :) Sometimes they stare at me and smirk, really it happens to me all the time... I'm just kidding, of course, then again maybe I'm not :) The truth is wearing shorts in France is politically incorrect. Under what politics, what regime, I really don't know. So, every time my politically incorrect legs see the public, well you know... Also, I've noticed that only kids and tourists wear shorts here. I guess when it gets hotter, I'll have to endure those French women.
Paris is the best place to fall in love. Unfortunately, I know it's only Paris playing tricks on me. Already I've got a bad reputation at work. Well, Canadians have a bad reputation at work. We sleep, will do anything for champagne, and we are good at "dragging". "Dragging" does not mean cross dressing, it's the French Slang for "flirting". I adamantly deny all those charges. Maybe not the sleep part... I'm afraid that I might become the "Last" Canadian exchange student to Nortel France.
John Travolta was right, it's the little differences...
Here we were eating lunch together, when all of a sudden a co-worker starts talking about his "gosses". I was bewildered. Upon seeing me, ie a Quebecer, he quickly explains that a France "gosses" is not the same as a Quebec "gosses". In France "gosses"=kids, in Quebec "gosses"=testicles...
Yesterday, I went to St. Chapelle Cathedral for a musical concert. It used to house the "crown of thorns " worn by Jesus Christ, and a block of the cross. So, the king decided to build a Cathedral worthy of holding it. St. Chapelle has some of the most beautiful stained glasss in the world. I agree. It's very hard to describe, any long and winding description would certainly be incomplete. Under the dim lights and surrounded by all this beauty and history, I listened to the famous adaggios by Mozart, Handel, Schubert, Barber, Albinoni, and Pachelbel! I will never forget it. At the end of the concert I met all but one of the musicians who signed my CD.
Afterwards we walked along the Seine River to see Notre Dame Cathedral, another spectacular sight! We progressed to the bridge and waved to all the tourists passing underneath us in the sight seeing cruises. After of which we went to get Berthillon's ice cream. This is the most famed ice cream in all of Paris!
Then we walked home and called it a night....