It is 12:43 AM and it is now April 17 and I am looking at my bed knowing that I need to go there and sleep, but when I wake I will be focused on heading to Charles de Gaulle airport to get on that Air France plane and leave this place. I am anxious for my own bed, my friends in Santa Fe and the Tuesday night Blues Jam at El Farol, but I am going to miss Paris. I had a great walk-about this evening along the Seine and the little cream puff from Odette’s and the famous Berthillon ice cream cone on Ile Saint-Louis did not spoil the “Last Supper at Freddy’s. The Mushrooms from Erlinges, the asparagus, the razor clams, the fried chicken and the wine were special, but the attention I received from Quentin and Johnna was above and beyond expectations and I will miss them.
April 16, 2018
so sweet, so poignant thank you.. looking forward to seeing you
April 16, 2018
Thank you for the sensual visions of France! Each meal transformed my simple palette!
April 16, 2018
Always the best time to leave is when you still love being there. BTW, where is Freddie’s, don’t know that Restaurant.
April 17, 2018
A wonderful final Parisian episode of your European art adventure. It has been a treat these past weeks. Thank you Paul. Bon Voyage.
April 17, 2018
Looks like another brilliant, stellar grand journey Paul!
April 17, 2018
Lets have a glass of wine when you get back to SFE!
Would love to hear more stories of Paris.
April 17, 2018
TRAVEL SAFE- can’t wait to see you!