Murakami at Versailles

The French Riviera

Travel

It feels good to be back in New York. I left Paris at 9am yesterday morning and arrived at JFK at 10:30am. I love how that works. Well, I somewhat love it -- despite the fact that I am beyond exhausted and my body has no idea what time zone it is in. I don't know how business travelers do it.

I love to travel but I also love coming home to New York. Every time the taxi crosses the 59th Street Bridge I am overwhelmed with such a deep sense of calm and comfort.

And now it is soon time (again) for me to take a nap. Got to get up early tomorrow to teach the kiddies.

But first, some thoughts on the French Riviera--
-It's very beautiful
-Some of the tourists who visit there are *not* so beautiful, specifically the two small Italian women I encountered at breakfast every morning who lacked the ability to take a morning shower and wore the same sequined black dresses they apparently wore for 5 nights in a row. I think they may have been part of some casino poker tournament that was going on.
-Someday, I'd like to learn how to play poker (no, that has nothing to do with France)
-Carousels are fun. They are more fun in France.
-My limited ability to parlez francais always seems to be forgotten the second I land in France

I have many other things to write about but I'm woozy.

Viva La Cote d'Azur!

Going away again. Yes, again. Je vais aux Sud de la France et de Paris. Plages, achats, bateaux, restaurants et ressort! Ayez une grande semaine!