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Paris-Culture: Movin up to 2011
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Sunday, 2 January 2011. Movin up to 2011. Omigosh, it's been practically a whole year without a blog entry. Got a great excuse, though, after taking the plunge into the murky depths of Paris apartment ownership and - erg - renovation, I surfaced with a great renter in November, just in time for a challenging 9-month internship for OECD. Meanwhile, started teaching Pilates and hired a couple of Zumba teachers for the ACP fitness programme. Where will all this risk-taking end? I vote for the beach!
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Paris-Culture: Tourist care & feeding
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Sunday, 13 September 2009. Tourist care and feeding. So when a father and his son sat down at the next table and started nervously translating the menu out loud, it felt callous not to pull them into the comfort of the cafe chatter, even in English. And hey, I was charmed that they couldn't pick out my American accent. And they shared a good story about how once the head of Airbus. Unexpectedly gave them a personal tour around the Toulouse factory. Yes, taking care of the tourists! This Day in History.
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Paris-Culture: August 2009
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Sunday, 23 August 2009. Lovely weekend down south, thanks to super-TGV. Stayed overnight in charming Narbonne. In an elegant mansion-turned-hotel, got to sit at 11pm on the canal, listening to a jazz band and gulping down a crisp cool panache. For some reason, there was a truck parked nearby with three live bears, each in their own cage, and they were still eating from cake pans when I saw them. Very odd, and a bit sad of course. Next morning to Perpignan and Mont-Louis. Labels: Narbonne Paris wine.
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Paris-Culture: Summer travels
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Sunday, 23 August 2009. Lovely weekend down south, thanks to super-TGV. Stayed overnight in charming Narbonne. In an elegant mansion-turned-hotel, got to sit at 11pm on the canal, listening to a jazz band and gulping down a crisp cool panache. For some reason, there was a truck parked nearby with three live bears, each in their own cage, and they were still eating from cake pans when I saw them. Very odd, and a bit sad of course. Next morning to Perpignan and Mont-Louis. Labels: Narbonne Paris wine.
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Paris-Culture: April 2011
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Monday, 25 April 2011. Sunny day on rue Cler, peaceful and warm Easter Monday, sitting at Tribeca with coffee to polish my article on last week’s Europe Theatre Prize. As the sun shifts and I scoot my chair over to keep up with the rays, I wonder whether to mention in my piece about suffering from social media withdrawal. All week. How can a theatre festival with a focus on pan-European solidarity ignore the latest global communication tools? Meanwhile, parents and small kids have gathered around the mus...
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Paris-Culture: Russian light
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Monday, 25 April 2011. Sunny day on rue Cler, peaceful and warm Easter Monday, sitting at Tribeca with coffee to polish my article on last week’s Europe Theatre Prize. As the sun shifts and I scoot my chair over to keep up with the rays, I wonder whether to mention in my piece about suffering from social media withdrawal. All week. How can a theatre festival with a focus on pan-European solidarity ignore the latest global communication tools? Meanwhile, parents and small kids have gathered around the mus...
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Paris-Culture: May 2009
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Saturday, 9 May 2009. Look for us this summer on the quai! Sunday, 3 May 2009. Yes, well, I always said you have to be careful who you pretend to be. And after all these years, it does look like I have become a. Not that I mind the image - but where will it end? Better polish that longterm vision, would much rather emulate those still-elegant 80-year-olds in the neighbourhood rather than the grey-haired hippie mommas. Ah, oui - meme si au fond je sentirai toujours non-conformiste. View my complete profile.
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Paris-Culture: Haiti and Heart
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Sunday, 7 February 2010. Speaking of fundraisers.the Paris Fitness fundraiser. Was a success on 6 February. Thanks to a great group of fitness fans, the expat community and the American Church. We raised 1300 euros to give to GOAL. Who were one of the first aid agencies in Port-au-Prince. Is another kind of fundraiser, again at the American Church, 19h, Friday 12 February. It's a jazz and gospel concert, with Paris legends Archie Shepp and Bobby Few, along with singer Joan Minor and poet Moe Seager.
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Paris-Culture: September 2009
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Sunday, 27 September 2009. Brrrrr, brisk chilly birthday morning, cycling to rue Cler and - watch out, everyone's on wheels! An 8-year-old surfs down the sidewalk like a pro, a couple of 6-year-olds cross the street kicking their trottinettes. There are a couple of little girls on pink. There is even a circle of poussettes in audience around the organ grinder, parents pulling in to park their toddlers in front of him while he plays La Vie en Rose. Sounded like fun but nowhere near as enjoyable as sharing...
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Paris-Culture: Wheeeeelies
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Sunday, 27 September 2009. Brrrrr, brisk chilly birthday morning, cycling to rue Cler and - watch out, everyone's on wheels! An 8-year-old surfs down the sidewalk like a pro, a couple of 6-year-olds cross the street kicking their trottinettes. There are a couple of little girls on pink. There is even a circle of poussettes in audience around the organ grinder, parents pulling in to park their toddlers in front of him while he plays La Vie en Rose. Sounded like fun but nowhere near as enjoyable as sharing...
