Palais du Luxembourg, Paris, December 1946. Among the countless stuff gathering dust in my drawers is a stamp collection which will be donated to Grand-baby Gonzalo in due time. And another collection of first day issue envelopes. Not too sure how it’s called in English. The envelopes, sometimes postcards, were issued on the day of…
“Evening Captain. Another Pot-Pourri, Sir? It’s been a while.” “Evening Scotty. Yes it has. Do you have your destination?” “Yes, Sir. All over the place?” “All over the place Scotty. Beam us down.” (Above: a chair from Rajahstan. Author’s personal collection. Didn’t go there yet. Bought it here.) Cheetah mother and her two cubs. East…
Rue de Rennes. Paris, 2016. I’d been thinking about another post, but it didn’t quite come out as I wanted. So… Pot-pourri it is. The Rue de Rennes goes from Montparnasse straight on to Saint-Germain des prés. A nice walk. FNAC (our Barnes & Nobles, cum W.H. Smith) is on the right of Zara. Plenty…
“Louvre, Pavillon de Flore, early 21st century.” “Captain, if I may?” “Yes, Scotty. You may.” “We’re running out of fuel, Sir, I mean material.” “I know Scotty. There’s probably only one post left. We’ll find something. Meantime, let’s move to 1964, please.” “Roger that.” “Louvre. Pavillon de Flore*. Scotty, you sure this is ’64?” “Winter…
“Morning Scotty. Engines ready?” “Yes Sir. Where to?” “Paris. 1964, please.” “Engine room: full throttle. Paris 1964. Location: Notre-Dame.” Notre-Dame, c. 1964. From the Left bank, Quai Saint-Michel. The bouquinistes are still there. “Bouquin” is slang for “Livre”, book. Those boxes have been there for centuries, since the 1500’s. 900 boxes, 200 merchants, 300,000 books…
Auto-Tamponeuses. Auto-bumpers. Paris, 1964 “So you can’t turn back the clock, Scotty?” Saint-Sulpice. 2016. Tourists still roam the church, with Dan Brown in hand. “No Sir. I wish I could. I actually tried, but there is just no way.” Saint-Sulpice. 1964. At second glance, there was a guy with a ladder running around everywhere in…
Our fearless team of Time Travelers have gone back to Paris-1964 to investigate whether it was possible to modify the parameters of next Sunday’s Presidential election. The fisherman under the Pont-Neuf said: “Pas moyen. Ce pays est ingouvernable.” No dice. This country is impossible to govern. 😦 (You can see the Pont des Arts and…
The photographer has just passed through the Egyptian section on the first floor of the Louvre. He is now facing the Pont des Arts passerelle or boardwalk. The iron-wrought balcony and the wing date back to Louis XIV, late 17th century. Le Pont des arts was built under Napoleon, around 1802. The “Institut” in the…
Our gallant team of Time-Space explorers have gone back to 1964 Paris. A view to the East*, possibly from the Pont de la Concorde. On the left: the Right Bank. Perfect French logic, the sides are determined looking at the Seine from East to West, following the flow of the river. Thus, the North bank is…
Previously on Equinoxio: a leisurely stroll, hopping from London to Paris and back. Above: Saint-Germain-des-prés. (Ours) First built in the 5th century, rebuilt around the 10th… Just around the time the French and the English started bickering. 🙂 London. Theirs. Saint-Martin-in-the-fields. No fields around, but the memories of the Orchestra’s founder, Sir Neville Marriner, who…
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