Thursday, August 28, 2008


Archives in Honfleur


Honfleur

Saturday, August 23, 2008




Some photos from the street near my hotel - my metro stop.


The library I was working at today and will be working at next week - and the view from the bridge - you can seen Notre Dame in the far distance.

Monday, August 18, 2008






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The food these past two days has not really been worth writing about - except the Eiffel Tower shaped ice cream cone I had yesterday. Delicious national monument. I will try to frequent yummier places from the guide book and then write about it here this week.
The weather has been beautiful - the library is lovely (See picture below - and ignore the dumpster out front) and the people have mostly been very helpful and nice.
Tomorrow it's more library and hopefully some good food. enjoy the photos!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Today will be quick - power source issues for the computer make the available power time very short - hopefully tomorrow I will get either a new adapter or the euro version of my power cord.

Food: Cafe on maybe the busiest corner in Paris - Notre Dame on the other side of the Seine, tourists and cars everywhere - I sat on the patio - it was great. I had two glasses of Cote de Rhones wine, a veggie pizza (I know, not very French) and an espresso for 22 euro. The waiter was fabulous - spoke to me in French - was very amiable and even insisted that we get our picture taken together before I left (pictures will be uploaded tomorrow as the power situation is worked out).

Highlights: got my hands on the book I need today - it was great - I will visit it again on Monday. Also, ran into a crazy philosopher who asked me for a light and then talked at me for 20 minutes about Spinoza and Nietzsche. Good times?

Point of Interest: there's this thing here called 'velolibre' where there a tons and tons of public bikes and you put some money in to borrow it and get the money back when you return it - everyone is riding them - but everyone also constantly rings the bell while they're riding. What's that about? What do they know that I don't?