Paris Bits—Vignettes and Pensées, Day 5

The fifth in the series of vignettes and pensées written by my husband, David Wolf, on an extended stay in Paris one early summer. Here, we catch sight of the dome of the Panthéon—where Zola, Voltaire, Hugo, and other French writers and honores are buried. And while it’s easy to be intimidated by the greatness that has come before you, Dave sees the sight differently.

 

The Panthéon. Photo by mimmyg.

The Panthéon. Photo by mimmyg.

 

Writers on Vacation in Paris

“Look,” she says, “You can see the Pantheon from here.”

“That reminds me,” he replies, “I’ve got work to do.”

 

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Paris Bits—Vignettes and Pensées, Day 4

As Dave says, the sight of the Eiffel Tower—sparkling or not—never grows old, because it’s more than just a dazzling structure: It speaks forcefully to the city’s inviolable commitment to civic beauty.

May this vignette bring a little sparkle to your day.

The Eiffel Tower in the Millennium

We have a view of the Eiffel Tower from our room, and though the view may be cliché, there is nothing tired about the sight, whether it is barely there in the dim rusty haze of the morning rush hour or sparkling like champagne at night with its 20,000 bulbs bubbling wildly for ten minutes each hour on the hour from dusk until 1:00 a.m. The tower’s insouciant presence in the absence of skyscrapers tells the world: We did not block up and desecrate this city’s sky. The Eiffel Tower now at mid-afternoon, sun-bronzed, distinct in the distance. From our room, with the haze cleared away by the afternoon’s brisk wind, I can see right through it.

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The Art Teacher
Lunch on the Rue de la Roquette

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Paris Bits—Vignettes and Pensées, Day 3

The third in the series of vignettes and pensées written by my husband, David Wolf, on an extended stay in Paris one early summer. May you find equally remarkable moments in your day today.

All in a Day in Paris

Kids aren’t the only ones cruising the sidewalks of Paris on scooters. Here comes an old man zipping—well not zipping—along on his bright new silver scooter, a Gitane dangling from the corner of his mouth, headed where? To the café for a pastis no doubt.

She’s on his lap on a park bench, straddling him, four in the afternoon, his hands down her pants which are too tight to let that hand get just where it keeps striving to go. They are locked in a deep, frozen kiss—no mouth movement whatsoever. Ah, Paris. And who’s looking?

The baby asleep in his stroller, a foot or so away from the chaos of rush-hour traffic spinning through and flinging off the Place Leon Blum—where six streets converge! And still the baby sleeps. A born Parisian.

 

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More Paris Bits:

Writers on Vacation in Paris
The Eiffel Tower in the Millenium
The Art Teacher
Lunch on the Rue de la Roquette

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