PARIS TRIP: DAY 12: Paris, back to Vienna
Paris, Sunday, 25 June 06
(written on 13 July)
Despite getting back so late the previous night, I got up at around 9 am. The weather was terrible in the morning. It was raining quite a bit and continuously. I had thought I might try to dash to the Sacre Coeur or to Pere Lachaise or both before flying back to Vienna, but in this rain that seemed quite impossible.
Christophe suggested we go for a stroll and also buy cheese that I had mentioned to him the previous day. We went for a long stroll. I do enjoy Christophe's company. He also had to buy some stuff for vegetables for Renaud who had invited a few friends he had met in the Parade the previous day, and was to cook in the afternoon. It is so nice-- despite all its socialist fanaticism, a good number of shops were open on Sunday morning. Wish they would do the same in Vienna.
At the Formagerie (cheese shop) on Christophe's recommendation, I bought 5 different kinds of cheese, of different consistencies and strenghts of flavour. When she learnt that I would be taking it outside Paris, the shop assistant suggested that they vacuum pack the stuff. This was a good idea otherwise my clothes would have a horrible stink after the journey. My budget was EUR 20, but all these together came to below EUR 12. [I have eated four of these cheeses, and they were all excellent. -13 July 06]. I also bought a bottle of wine from the same shop.
We stopped at a cafe and had coffee (Christophe) and hot chocolate (me) on our way back.
Christophe cooked lunch: salad, pasta and liver steak, and cheese as the last course. Simple, but quite delicious.
My flight was at 16:40, and this time I made sure there was no cause for panic. I think I left Christophe and Renaud's place at around 2:30 pm, and reached the check-in counter well in time. There did appear to be quite a few people who seemed to have come to Paris specifically for the gay parade on Saturday. But I didn't manage to talk to any of them. I was sitting next to boring people who showed no inclination for talking, and the flight was eventless.
I had seen a Georg (?), a guy I had met once in Vienna long time ago, in the airport. He obviously didn't recognize me. In the Vienna Airport/Schwechat train station, I was on the ticket vending machine immediately after him and probably seeing me buy a EUR 1.50 ticket instead of a EUR 3 ticket(since I have an annual pass for zone 1 Vienna), he asked me whether I needed help, probably thinking that I am a tourist. So then I started chatting with him and reminded him that we had met before. He's a nice guy, in his late 30s but a bit too contemplative and probably slightly boring too. We chatted until I got off at Wien-Mitte.
(written on 13 July)
Despite getting back so late the previous night, I got up at around 9 am. The weather was terrible in the morning. It was raining quite a bit and continuously. I had thought I might try to dash to the Sacre Coeur or to Pere Lachaise or both before flying back to Vienna, but in this rain that seemed quite impossible.
Christophe suggested we go for a stroll and also buy cheese that I had mentioned to him the previous day. We went for a long stroll. I do enjoy Christophe's company. He also had to buy some stuff for vegetables for Renaud who had invited a few friends he had met in the Parade the previous day, and was to cook in the afternoon. It is so nice-- despite all its socialist fanaticism, a good number of shops were open on Sunday morning. Wish they would do the same in Vienna.
At the Formagerie (cheese shop) on Christophe's recommendation, I bought 5 different kinds of cheese, of different consistencies and strenghts of flavour. When she learnt that I would be taking it outside Paris, the shop assistant suggested that they vacuum pack the stuff. This was a good idea otherwise my clothes would have a horrible stink after the journey. My budget was EUR 20, but all these together came to below EUR 12. [I have eated four of these cheeses, and they were all excellent. -13 July 06]. I also bought a bottle of wine from the same shop.
We stopped at a cafe and had coffee (Christophe) and hot chocolate (me) on our way back.
Christophe cooked lunch: salad, pasta and liver steak, and cheese as the last course. Simple, but quite delicious.
My flight was at 16:40, and this time I made sure there was no cause for panic. I think I left Christophe and Renaud's place at around 2:30 pm, and reached the check-in counter well in time. There did appear to be quite a few people who seemed to have come to Paris specifically for the gay parade on Saturday. But I didn't manage to talk to any of them. I was sitting next to boring people who showed no inclination for talking, and the flight was eventless.
I had seen a Georg (?), a guy I had met once in Vienna long time ago, in the airport. He obviously didn't recognize me. In the Vienna Airport/Schwechat train station, I was on the ticket vending machine immediately after him and probably seeing me buy a EUR 1.50 ticket instead of a EUR 3 ticket(since I have an annual pass for zone 1 Vienna), he asked me whether I needed help, probably thinking that I am a tourist. So then I started chatting with him and reminded him that we had met before. He's a nice guy, in his late 30s but a bit too contemplative and probably slightly boring too. We chatted until I got off at Wien-Mitte.
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