2007.04.08  Joyeuses Pâques!!!

Just a bloggish Easter update.  We did yet another walking tour today, although we only got it half completed
before stopping for a glass of Bordeaux at the café where Hemingway, in the toilettes, reputedly told
Fitzgerald that he wasn't very well-endowed... hmmm...  It was the Latin Literary Loop from LonelyPlanet
Paris 2007 (page 164-167).  Hey man, credit where credit is due.  We periodically run into other neophytes
carrying the same book on the same tour.  Other girlfriends taking pictures of other artist boyfriends in front of
the plaque of the building that Picasso lived in, that's been refaced so many times that perhaps only the
sewage piping is still original (we're pretty convinced of that one for most places in the city).

We did try to go to Easter mass this morning.  We made it to the Parvis of Notre-Dame and stood in line with
the Italians for a glimpse of the inside of the Church, but decided that the Euro-surge crowd high on expensive
chocolatier bunny rabbits was a bit too menacing to jostle with.  Instead we took pictures of the spring blooms
around the Church and enjoyed the sunny weather with the less-devout, but more oxygenated folks outside. 

Then we went to Pompidou and watched a guy paint Che Guevara in black on a sheet of paper blindfolded. 
The Place Pompidou has its share of one-trick-wonders.  There's the lady with the lute who runs a bow back
and forth across the (one) string like she's sawing a chair leg, and looks all medieval and old and gets
money from people who think she's a forgotten genius.  But freakiest of all is the old guy who swallows
(pretends to?) razors.  Oh, yeah, now that is a trick for the repertoire.  But the crowds go wild for it.  They
find it very funny (?) ...

Otherwise our life here has been racing right along.  We're at the halfway point and will be back in T.O.
before we know it, so I guess I'll wrap up the Easter greeting because there are other fun things I want
to write about like "All the Ways to Survive As a Poor Person in Paris" and "the Sarko-Sego and a bunch
of right-wing lunatics French Federal Election".  Those topics just wouldn't be à propos under the Easter
heading.

I saw lots of purple flowers today.  The sun was shining.  It did feel like a rebirth of sorts. 

Even if the world is very old and some tricks have grown so tired, we still have flowers to look at. 

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