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... to the Dublin Aiport my cellphone did not work. I was a bit frustrated to say the least. The time on my phone still reflected Chicago time.
An aside, some may not know this about me but I am a time freak. I have to know what tiime it is at all times. It is a reference point for me. But I am freaky about it so I don't wear a watch. When I did I was looking at it all the time. I still get everywhere early, but if I don't know what time it is I get ...
... the contents of the trash bin on full display, our awareness is elevated of the quantity of trash our species generates. With awareness of the scale of our unsightly consumption (and the disgust that follows), the seeds for reduced consumption are sown in our minds. These open barebones trash bins of Paris bring us face to face with our own shameful habits which force us to reckon with choices we make. A fortuitous side effect of this design.
... the search due to bad navigation, and had settled instead for lunch at the Cafe a la Fontaine.
This time we succeeded in finding Cafe Antoine, but not before a few U-turns along the way! It is located on rue Jean de La Fontaine, just a block or so south of where we found ourselves the other day, and soon the iconic red facade popped into view as we approached. It's a tiny cafe, with just a dozen tables, a few of which ...
... in to our hotel (complete with champagne and macarons as a honeymoon gift from the owner and staff) we trekked around this truly unique and most beautiful of cities on a cold and overcast day. A stop for lunch and coffee at the dessert Mecca, Lauderee as the rain fell outside was the perfect way to spend the afternoon.
Day 2 and the weather could not have been more perfect. Not a cloud in the sky so we made ...
... then through a beautiful wooded area. An excellent AC/DC cover band belted out Highway to Hell in the midst of this forest which all added to the atmosphere. It was hard, and I was slow but there were some humourous moments, dozens of brass bands and Sth American drummers and rock bands lining the way. The streets were strewn with orange and banana peels and many competitors suffering cramp and injuries and as we headed back to ...