Serendipity.. the theme continues.
The day started off with Amel and I attacked the morning and went to Kooka boora Cafe. I wanted to show her “my Paris” and there was the potential of man eye candy there. We spent a couple hours there working on our laptops and then parted ways. I ended up meeting talking with this dutch/american girl for the following few hours about international tax law of which is her specialty. So perfect! I walked south from Pigalle to connect to line 9. The weather was nice and I bought myself a dress that I couldn’t resist. As I was about to get on at Bonne Nouvelle a man stopped my and proceeded to tell me his life story in the ensueing 2 minutes follow by a request for my phone number. I was flattered, but confused my the abruptness of the moment. He was italian. Curiosity wins out and I gave him my card and french mobile info. I dressed and headed out to meet the Betsy and girls for dinner. I talked wedding stuff with Betsy afterwards and then decided to walk home from there since the weather was still so lovely. As I was walking near Odean I passed a bar – L’avant Comptoir – and heard men singing inside. I kept on walking only to have a man run after me and invite me inside insisting that I didn’t want to miss this. I guess there was a choir from the south of france performing at the olympia the next evening and they were out enjoying the city tonight. The man managed to request that the men serenade me. Next thing I know I am in the middle of the group with the entire bar looking at me . It was comedic. Amazingly beautiful. I was three shades of red and couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I attempted to speak french/english/spanish with them and their wives afterwards to no avail. The man that had orginally chased me down requested my phone number but I managed to get out of it and thank him for the experience. I again started home and as I was passing notre dame a group of woman stopped me and asked me to wish their bride to be some sort of silliness. I gladly gave them some ideas for shenanigans since I had just done this the week prior in Spain. They were so excited about my games that they invited me to join them for the rest of the evening. The bride was Tunisian and insisted that I come shoot her wedding there. Sadly I was already booked that date. haha.. I finally finished my walk home and was in bed by 4am. Le sigh. Just a regular day in Paris….
