Alors, my morning started extremely early... it was about 5 when I first opened one eye to check what the faithful clock on the sleeping next to me iPhone had to say. French people like to talk, I had no idea they liked it this much - those voices from unfinished since evening conversations kept bouncing of the walls of my tiny apartment, entering through the open window. Should I go for a run?... nah, another chance at sleeping, worked out fine. Ended up sleeping too long though and the planned 28K run had to shrink to 8K only, as there were other adventures waiting...
Marche de Bastille was the first I picked on the way. It felt like everyone came here this morning, crowds of people trying and buying or yelling and selling. For an icelander (well, someone who lives there anyway) this all felt like a museum, the choice was intriguing. I spend an hour choosing bread and cheese, fruit and some greens, and just didn't want to leave, as it felt like being in a boiling with life pot.
I ended up joining a picnic with the people I have never met before. It was fun. And within the first 5 minutes I got a comment that made me laugh - I am so 'structured' - you could apparently see it from the way I cut the bread and arranged the cheese. Heh, hard to hide the core character traits, and you always take yourself with you, even to a picnic.
Hours later, I left the fun and set by the Seine with a book, reading, pondering about life and people. I felt a bit like a spectator in the cinema (as I shy away from speaking French which shovels me into background - cinema seat) with everyone around perfectly playing their roles, all those people I came across today - the runners, the Google intern, the Kickstarter entrepreneur, the others, who ate my cheese :), the tourists in Notre Dame, the cello player on the bridge (she looked marvelous in a white dress, I am not sure if that instrument she was playing was cello at all (or rather I am sure it wasn't), just had to call it something)...
I am finishing my last batch of cherries from the market earlier today - I still haven't figured out why some are twice as expensive as others - they taste the same as I've tried both. My skin is itching from all that unfamiliar sun and I am happy I wouldn't be befriending a toilet (as I tend to do in a warmer climates) after spending the whole day out. Cheers to that!
Marche de Bastille was the first I picked on the way. It felt like everyone came here this morning, crowds of people trying and buying or yelling and selling. For an icelander (well, someone who lives there anyway) this all felt like a museum, the choice was intriguing. I spend an hour choosing bread and cheese, fruit and some greens, and just didn't want to leave, as it felt like being in a boiling with life pot.
I ended up joining a picnic with the people I have never met before. It was fun. And within the first 5 minutes I got a comment that made me laugh - I am so 'structured' - you could apparently see it from the way I cut the bread and arranged the cheese. Heh, hard to hide the core character traits, and you always take yourself with you, even to a picnic.
Hours later, I left the fun and set by the Seine with a book, reading, pondering about life and people. I felt a bit like a spectator in the cinema (as I shy away from speaking French which shovels me into background - cinema seat) with everyone around perfectly playing their roles, all those people I came across today - the runners, the Google intern, the Kickstarter entrepreneur, the others, who ate my cheese :), the tourists in Notre Dame, the cello player on the bridge (she looked marvelous in a white dress, I am not sure if that instrument she was playing was cello at all (or rather I am sure it wasn't), just had to call it something)...
I am finishing my last batch of cherries from the market earlier today - I still haven't figured out why some are twice as expensive as others - they taste the same as I've tried both. My skin is itching from all that unfamiliar sun and I am happy I wouldn't be befriending a toilet (as I tend to do in a warmer climates) after spending the whole day out. Cheers to that!
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