With each Friday comes a change in my Paris life. I have been in this apartment for a week and am getting used to the neighbourhood. Cousin Barb just headed for the Gare de Lyon on her way to Zurich. For the first time in almost four weeks, I am alone. I love to share Paris with visitors but Paris by myself is special. Right now, I'm in the apartment listening to the French voices in the street and washing the sheets. Ordinary tasks are more interesting when you do them in Paris. It took me 30 minutes to figure out this washing machine.
Barb and I went to the Raspail market this morning so I am stocked up with produce and a lovely roast chicken. The weather is warming up slowly and yesterday I noticed that the trees have a new green look about them. Tomorrow I will walk in the Jardin du Luxembourg and visit the museum which is located near the Senate building. There is an exhibition about Chagall between the Wars. There has been a lot of disruption in this area lately due to the debate in the French senate over same-sex marriage. Streets are closed and sometimes bus and metro stations as well. Barb was evacuated from the Orangerie yesterday for "exceptional circumstances" but she did not understand the explanation.
I have always admired those North American women who chose Paris as their home. I looked to find that Edith Wharton lived nearby on the rue de Varenne. Has anyone read a recent novel "The Age of Desire" by Jennie Fielding? I am considering trying to get it on Kobo. The reviews compared it to "The Paris Wife" which was light, enjoyable reading.
I have just started watching Masterpiece Theatre's BBC production Mr. Selfridge. So far, I am not totally absorbed in the story line but it is interesting to watch the beginning of shopping as an activity. Last year, I read an excerpt of Emile Zola's "Au Bonheur des Dames" which is based on the opening of the "Grands Magasins" in Paris. BBC is showing a production "The Paradise" based on Zola's work right now but it is not available in North America. I have downloaded the book in French so I could read it.
Speaking of French, I haven't been doing as much as I would have liked. Last year, I had several hours of classes and a minimum of 2 hours of preparation each day. This year, my studies have been less rigorous and accordingly my progress has been insignificant. In the next three weeks, I shall make more of an effort.