I'm often tempted to find the cheapest flights out of DC and head to Paris. Since this is only a fantasy, I don't even contemplate how expensive those tickets would be. I just concentrate on the romance of jumping on a plane and waking up in the hazy gold and blue of a Parisian morning. Sometimes, I go to PAUL for mille feuille (which the til humorously abbreviates as MILF) or some macarons. This weekend, between rainstorms, I read in the National Gallery of Art's Sculpture Garden, which is almost a mini-Luxembourg. That's where you'll find one of Hector Guimard's original art deco entrances to the Paris Metropolitain, which is much more aesthetically pleasing, if not nearly as clean, as our own DC Metro.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Just Pretending
I'm often tempted to find the cheapest flights out of DC and head to Paris. Since this is only a fantasy, I don't even contemplate how expensive those tickets would be. I just concentrate on the romance of jumping on a plane and waking up in the hazy gold and blue of a Parisian morning. Sometimes, I go to PAUL for mille feuille (which the til humorously abbreviates as MILF) or some macarons. This weekend, between rainstorms, I read in the National Gallery of Art's Sculpture Garden, which is almost a mini-Luxembourg. That's where you'll find one of Hector Guimard's original art deco entrances to the Paris Metropolitain, which is much more aesthetically pleasing, if not nearly as clean, as our own DC Metro.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
One of these days, Lorin, surprise yourself.
ReplyDelete