No cell phones, no e-mails, no computers; just back to a simpler time when people couldn’t contact you at any given moment. It was wonderful! Yes, we did listen to the answering machine when we got home every evening, but that was all. Katarina, Patrick and I spent our time like tourists in a city that I know as well as the back of my hand. Funny when you live somewhere, you always think you’ll have time to do something later on and then the years pass and you still have never gone to the top of the Eiffel Tower, or visited Notre-Dame, or stepped foot into the Louvre. I have friends like that in Paris; as shocking as that may seem to many!
When friends or family visit it gives you the opportunity to do all those things you think of doing, but never do. Last Spring when I showed my mom around Paris it was wonderful to see how much my mom’s attitude had changed! The first time she was in Paris was in 1978 and all she wanted was for me to “come home”. She couldn’t accept at the time that Paris was “my home”. Last year, Mom fell in love with Paris! Finally!
This year Katarina, or Katia as she now prefers to be called, fell in love with Paris at first sight; just as I did my first time 37 years ago! (OMG!!! That long ago!) She loved everything - the food, the city, the people, the Métro, the kissing on both cheeks with my friends and Patrick’s family, and most of all, the language! She learned so much French in such a short time with “a perfect French accent” as everyone told her! As for me, I still have a slight American accent when I speak even after 37 years, much to my chagrin!
Maya Muses: Summer is here, and although one may love Paris, it’s also good to get away. So time to get back to what’s going on around the world, watching podcasts and news programs, connecting to the internet, etc. and just sitting on the beach watching Katia and Patrick build sandcastles. Most of mine are built in my head.