I woke up at 4:30 this morning after only three hours’ sleep. It’s weird: Almost every time I come to Paris, I eventually get so exhausted that I actually become a bit hyper.
This morning I channeled my extra energy into a long pre-dawn walk. The very first thing I saw was a discarded cigarette pack. “Smoking kills.” Somehow this dire warning doesn’t much deter the French.
Then, I walked past the friendly Algerian’s bakery. For how long had he been up to already have these succulent treats on display?
I decided to take my favorite Sunday-morning route along the Seine. It was a cloudy, sputtery start, so the light wasn’t great — but I snapped a few shots anyway.
I also grabbed a quick historical-marker pic for my friend Corey (salut, mon pote!) …
… and another of an angry note — complete with address and phone number — presumably left by a jilted lover. Ah, c’est beau, l’amour!
As I was photographing under the Pont Neuf, a young man with a guitar walked past me. A quick exchange of pleasantries turned into a long talk as we ambled along the river. I’d like to think there is some purpose in my hearing his heartbreaking story, but all I can do is write it down.
At about 2 p.m. my energy was finally fading so I headed back to the hotel. Staying in Vincennes — on the eastern edge of the city — is both a blessing and a curse: it’s much quieter than the central city, but it’s also a much longer commute. By the time I reached the apartment I was dog-tired.
I fell asleep in my street clothes, and woke up clutching my phone in one hand and a sock in the other. I’m afraid to find out whom I sleep-dialed while baring my naked left foot.
It’s now 6 p.m., and it’s time to head back into town. I’m meeting one of my Irish pub friends for a Guinness and (hopefully) some good live music. With any luck I’ll be back home before the beer takes full effect.
And if you’re starting to get a bit sick of Paris, please check back on Tuesday. Tomorrow I’m taking a quick trip to Germany to catch up with a dear friend.
Brace yourself, Freiburg: Hurricane H is on approach!