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Maybe they'd have to hold each other when it rose, all organe and full and close. Maybe that's where our romantic notions about the moon first came from. Two people holding each other to keep their hearts from breaking, because everybody they knew was dying in the cold rocks and dust piles a quarter million miles away...
The Brothers K
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mandag, juli 26, 2004
I'm back!
Paris was a whole lot of things, from a shock to a pleasure and everything in between. I discovered many things to love about Paris and the French, and equally many things to hate about them. I'll go into more detail later. Impressions and photos are going to go up piecewise, since I have 4 action-packed days to recount and close to 500 pictures and movies to comment, edit, and upload. And doing that last step is going to require cleaning out my website directory, because I've only got about 20 MB free. Thanks for your patience, it will allow me to preserve my sanity :)
Favorite thing of all: "Psyche and Cupid," a sculpture in the Louvre by Antonio Canova. Pictures forthcoming :)
Oh, and a word of advice: Don't EVER EVER EVER try to see all of Paris in four days. EVER. I think I could live there for a year and not know all the nooks and crannies. I will definitely be back to the city, for a much longer stay. (On a related note, I composed a list of places I'd like to see before I die on the flight back. I'll post those soon, too.)
On the way back, I realized that this was the first time I'd ever been abroad, from abroad. Meaning, I was returning from Paris - but not to "home." I was still on travel, essentially. That made me very sad, for some reason. It highlighted the fact that it would still be over a month before I would see all my friends again. And I'm really starting to miss people. It would have been so much more fun if some of my friends had been there - artwork, I think, needs to be both communal and personal. You need to have personal time to reflect upon the art yourself, but sometimes you need the observations of a companion to enlighten you. And then I realized that I've only traveled once with a friend, not family - to my family reunion. It's high time I did some traveling with my real friends (not that family travel isn't good, it's just different). So anyways, I'm very much looking forward to coming back for real in September, to my friends and to dancing and to living my own life (more on that thought later).
So I guess this blog is really just a lot of promises, and not much content :P Real stuff will be up in the next few days or weeks :P
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