Week of May 30, I worked in my apartment - in Brooklyn, NY. I worked Memorial Day; and I really needed help to put the AC in the window. The heat was quite unbearable I did at one point work in a bathing suit until my friend arrived to help me place it in the window. This is something I surely won't miss. It is not common to have air conditioners in Paris, or so I think. It's much more of an even temperature there. Maybe our temperature extremes are similar to the temperament of the people here in New York. And the extremes in income and over-all health and well being. It has already become a place that I am visiting. I'm making a list of shows I need to see before I leave. And I'm looking into tickets for Pina Boche in September in Paris.
Only a growing mountain of paperwork keeps me from already living in Paris full-time.
I plugged through some work and designs and had tried to start packing early in the week when an old professor reached out let me know Paris was flooding. And as I then paid more attention to the news; showing people rowing down streets, and no emails from the head office, I re-packed on Friday. And again on Saturday. I thought in my best interest to favor my knee high rain boots over a couple of other clothing items. I couldn't smush it all in so to took an additional small case at the last minute.
Air France is great for me; but if you have to actually make a connection; or actually get somewhere on time; forget about it. They have their own sense of time and really don't give a dam about you. I highly recommend ordering vegetarian or vegan; it's just easier and fresher food to eat on a plane. But know that any trip starting from Paris; the food is prepared there; and they really don't care if you are vegetarian or vegan. It is the same for them and, yes, you can eat cake, they don't care. And really, fish should be banned from ever being served in the sky! Just to clarify, I am not vegetarian or vegan, I've just found throughout my travels that this is generally the best meal you will eat in the sky. On more than one occasion my meal has been highly coveted by my seat mates.
Arriving early on a Sunday morning Paris has some advantages. No one is awake to see a clumsy American wheel 3 wheeled pieces of luggage and a large bag over cobblestone to get to the apartment I am to stay at over the course of the next month. Well, except for one woman from my office who clearly didn't recognize me. (Yeah!?😕)
I settled in the apt. Noticed a couple of things broken and looked out of filthy Windows. I walked to the Seine. It was high, but everyone was waking on the dry street. The photos below show the height of the Seine, but show that it's also not overflowing.
Week of June 6 in Paris was more stable. I was only lost twice. Monday on my way to work I was lost in an area of about 1/4 square miles for about thirty minutes before getting to work. The rest of the week it took me five minutes to get to work. One evening I went for an Evening Meander, and one more I got up for a jog.
Work is awesome and inspiring.