Monday, September 8, 2008


A couple of weeks after our return to the City Of Light, my brother Jamie & his wife Pam arrived for a five-day visit.
No jet-lag naps for these two. Cameras & water bottles in hand, we hit the ground running.

Marti had taken the run of Jamie & Pam's stay as vacation days. The four of us walked down to the Suffren for a plateau de fruits de mer feast.

Then we took the tourists to the Tour Eiffel. (Get out your 3-D glasses.)

Marti & I hung out on a park bench as Pam & Jamie ascended the tower. Next item on the sightseeing agenda: a Seine cruise.

We took a taxi home & enjoyed a Greek dinner at our neigborhood deli, Les Byzantins. After Paris, Pam & Jamie were bound for a week on the Greek island of Spetses; this was their 30th Wedding Anniversary Tour.

Next morning we rode the Montmartre funicular up to Sacré-Coeur.

Paris from on high.

Abbesses Métro stop. A Montmartre landmark.

Time limitations forced us to postpone a visit to Claude Monet's gardens at Giverny. But we saw his panoramic water lilies at the Orangerie.

Notre Dame.

In the evening Marti & I hosted a party for Pam & Jamie at our neighborhood lounge, l'Angle.

Pam & Jamie got to meet a number of the Paris Krew, including Des & Mike, fellow Massachusetts natives who would soon be relocating to Los Angeles.

Our dear pal John Simms entertained us with soul & R&B classics.

Our neighbor from across the courtyard: Dominique.

Stéphane, Emily, Ileana. Mary has her back to the camera.

Marti & Jamila.


Mike & Desiree.

Marti with Dominique & Charo.

Marti with Stéphane.

Me with Philippe, proprietor of l'Angle, who helped us host a rockin' party.

Friday, May 23 -- Marti's & my wedding anniversary -- was a full-on sightseeing day.

On the Pont St-Michel: Another one bites the dust.

Browsing the bookinistes.

Looks like an album cover, doesn't it?

Twenty-seven years of wedded bliss & none the worse for wear.

Beneath the Pyramid.

With my sightseeing companions at the Louvre.

Lunch near the Orsay.

With my favorite Monet: his turkeys.

At the venerable Polidor restaurant.

Serving satisfied customers since 1845.

Rue de la Huchette. I call it Souvlaki Alley because of all the lowball Greek restaurants.

The fountain at Place St-Michel.

Tuckered tourists at two a.m. At last, an end to the forced march!

On the final day of Pam & Jamie's visit we went out to the Chateau de Chantilly.

The attraction here was the Chateau's Grand Stables, commissioned by Louis-Henri de Bourbon, 7th Prince of Condé. According to legend, this prime minister of Louis XV (from 1723-1726) thought he would be reincarnated as a horse. He had the architect Jean Aubert build stables consonant with the majesty of his rank.

In 1982 the stables were converted to the Living Horse Museum, of primary interest to animal-lover Pam.

A vintage Hèrmes scarf depicts horse racing at the Chateau.

We took in a demonstration of weird horse walking.

Finally the rains came. It was almost time for some folks to beat feet to a sunny Greek island. Pam & Jamie left early the next morning. We'd all enjoyed a memorable & happy Paris vacation together!


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