Thursday, May 29, 2008
caddyland
If you have shopped at the Berkeley Bowl, you know what I am talking about. You need to be calm, never feeling in a hurry, with a smile on your face, ready to see the humor in the madness. Well, it is the same approach when you live in Paris and go to your weekly open air market.It is a waltz, a tango of caddies, wheels interlocking in a choreography of angry bitter stressed out parisiennes. But ah the produce, the flowers, the fish....... the pink asparagus ( see below)
to relax, off to the terrace they go, finally ready to exhale and sip a cafe, watch bodies go by, and dwell. or go sit on a modern sculpture and listen to a magical violonist, or if the weather turns nice, behave as if the quais were a beach and soak the sun and view......
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