Ah, and then you have to look forward to Paris in the Spring. But October is still my favourite month there. Just try to avoid tracking in the chestnut husks and leaves. Really ruins the romantic patina. However, the chestnuts themselves make an irresistable handful to pick up and display in the window (and one in each corner is still rumoured to help deter spiders for those who are squeamish).
A wide variety of our city's transit routes pass by Paris for those who know to look - my favourite being the number 22, or the Irony Express as I know it: at a time when I could most have used the number 22 in order to get to my place of work I could sit for easily half an hour and watch 10 other busses pass by all going elsewhere. Now that I almost never take the route, if perchance I sit at a bus stop what is the one that always comes first? Really, take a guess...
Sadly the 10 is no more. It made such a lovely decorous turn at that corner. The 6 gets one close, and it's worth the work to make the rest of the trek. Avalon is on the way for those of an Arthurian bent (or who just need good toast and eggs). The 11, though largely indistinguishable from the 14 these days, also runs past. All in such a hurry to make straight lines. Meander, I say. Enjoy the amber days. Kick up some leaves. Just don't track them in.
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Date: 2004-10-06 11:29 pm (UTC)A wide variety of our city's transit routes pass by Paris for those who know to look - my favourite being the number 22, or the Irony Express as I know it: at a time when I could most have used the number 22 in order to get to my place of work I could sit for easily half an hour and watch 10 other busses pass by all going elsewhere. Now that I almost never take the route, if perchance I sit at a bus stop what is the one that always comes first? Really, take a guess...
Sadly the 10 is no more. It made such a lovely decorous turn at that corner. The 6 gets one close, and it's worth the work to make the rest of the trek. Avalon is on the way for those of an Arthurian bent (or who just need good toast and eggs). The 11, though largely indistinguishable from the 14 these days, also runs past. All in such a hurry to make straight lines. Meander, I say. Enjoy the amber days. Kick up some leaves. Just don't track them in.
\o/
(the sig ought to be self explanatory for those who've seen the recent tonsorial update)