The Bennefields and the Williamses Go Parisian
My dad has been packed for the last three days and has devised a minute-by-minute schedule of our activities. My mother and I have had daily conversations about what she should wear. “What bag should I...
View ArticleParis: Jetlag Tested, Mother Approved
“I like this little city!” My mother declares as she stands on the balcony of our suite at Hotel Aiglon in Paris. I am happy to hear it. She’s taking in a lovely view of our temporary neighborhood in...
View ArticleHow to Cut the Cheese and Other Adventures in Parisian Cuisine
My father is looking at me quizzically. “This beef melts in your mouth,” he says to me, in disbelief. He really couldn’t understand how a piece of meat could perform such a feat. But I could and I had...
View ArticleWalking Black Paris and Searching for the Elusive White Gorilla
We were standing at the fountain in Saint Michel, trying to make out the violent, yet strangely romantic scene of an angel that we took for Saint Michel slaying a horned demon, when Ealy Mays of...
View ArticleOrsay, the Louvre of Shopping and a Creole Surprise
I am standing betwen my parents with my head pressed next to my father’s as I listen to an audio tour selection at Musee d’Orsay. We are standing in front of a bust of the Negre du Sudan by Charles...
View ArticleWitnessing the Over the Top Splendor of Versailles
We’ve gotten up pretty early to get to Versailles, exchanging the Metro for the double-decked RER. We aren’t alone, as everyone on the train appears to be headed to Versailles and we unceremoniously...
View ArticleLast Days in Paris: Shopping with Morgan Freeman and Cruising the Seine
We are standing in Le Bon Marche, possibly the world’s first department store designed by Gustave Eiffel, when there is another Morgan Freeman sighting. This time it is made by a store security guard....
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