Alyx and I will depart Paris today for Angers, the city where she’ll be studying for the next year. It’s pronounced Ahn-jay, not Anger-s how I’d been for too long. I looked it up and it turns out we’ll be leaving from the same station as appears in this photo. The train will be departing through the other side of the station, as no trains are allowed to depart from the front window since the failed experiment in 1895.
Of course Paris is incredible. Alyx and I made our way to 848 year old Notre Dame cathedral, toured the inside and had a picnic in the courtyard. A man hand fed sparrows pieces of baguette as the place bustled with tourists. Our meandering took us to Place Saint-Michel and across the Pont des Arts bridge.
It wasn’t until I got home that I noticed these women behind me. I was trying to capture the spirit of the statue of Saint Michel with my scissors loft and midriff exposed. They look impressed to me, no?
A few photos from the first day, enjoying the cafe lifestyle of Paris. It’s not hard to get used to. Here are a few more photos.
I just had to squeeze this last Bannack in NYC post in before starting with the European ones.
I miss you, little guy!
As of now Alyx and I should have landed in Paris and will be making our way across the city to our first stop, a great looking, shared apartment in the 19th arrondissement of Paris.
A friendly visual match between two cities told by a lover of Paris wandering through NewYork. Details, clichés, contradictions: This way, please.
Hello, I live in Brooklyn. There is a great little park by my house, I call it June Park. Sure there are toys around—slides, bridges, a cement whale—but my favorite part of the park is this little hole in the ground. Let me demonstrate how I sit in it. There are more ways than you might think to sit in this hole. Ahh!
You’re welcome to come by anytime, the hole is always open!
After being overwhelmed by the tight weave of the Paris Metro system, I dug in a little and found this great comparison of major world city’s rail systems mapped to the same scale.
Here are Chicago and Paris mapped in a way that makes me feel a little better. Living in Chicago I’ve gotten used to fewer lines covering a wider area, where the Paris system is complex, it’s more dense.
In just a few days now I’ll take the RER to Chatelet les Halles, transfer to the 11 (Brown) and take it to the Pyrenees stop. Which is not so bad! After all, I know my way around the Brown line already.
Marc Campbell of Dangerous Minds says: “No, these are not photos of Mumford And Sons or the many faces of Bon Ivers or mugshots of Brooklyn hipsters. These are photos from 1957 of entrants in an annual beard-growing contest that took place in Kansas.” Via Boing Boing
Please refer any beard-related questions to Stephen, one of the founders of Montana’s famous Bruigher Beard Club.
Today’s morning dance has a Continental flair to it. Enjoy! Via Boing Boing.