I keep a little book of new things in which I obviously write down everything new. It holds scribbled recipes in smudged black ink, a few random thoughts (surprise), and notable sights that I run into along the way, such as fields, and fields, and fields of sunflowers, or perhaps the uncanny amount of Bentley's and Aston Martin's (you know, the James Bond car)I saw last night in Monaco. I ventured towards one of the wealthiest places in the world, just to see if it really existed. I stepped foot in the Cafe de Paris, the place where nearly every Hollywood celebrity has sipped on the 6€ espresso (in case you are wondering, that's more expensive than Starbucks. It's a $9 shot of espresso). I dipped my feet into the sea from where Napolean set out to conquer the world as I was strolling by some of the grandest architecture I have ever seen in my life. How would you like to have a personal glass-cased elevator that took you the 10 stories from your house, which is hopefully firmly planted in the side of the mountain, directly down to the sea? Believe it. I saw it.
Furthermore, the hub-ub of Monaco wouldn't be complete without celebrities, now would it? Tomorrow night, Jamie Cullum, one of my absolute favorite pop-jazz stars, is performing at the soccer stadium in Monaco! Tonight is the ever-famous canadian star Alanis Morisette at the Casino, which will welcome one of the largest crowds the Casino has ever had. I have to admit that I am a little ridiculous. I searched online for tickets to see Jamie Cullum...to no avail. "Sold out!" were the only words I could find in reference.
I forgot to mention that when I arrived in Nice this morning, I was lost. As I am frequently lost, I frequently make stops to ask for directions. This time, I made the acquaintance of Moncef, my new french friend. Not only did he explain directions to me, he led me to the Russian Orthodox Cathedral (where I was headed), and then offered to guide me around the city. He's a brilliant travel companion and such a genial fellow that has been ever-so hospitable to me. We enjoyed the traditional freshly-baked bread and variety of unusual cheeses for dinner this evening before heading off to the center square to see the street performers harmoniously clanging their homemade instruments to a beat that hopefully draws a crowd. To top it off, I enjoyed some of the world famous ice cream from Fernicchio.
The life of traveling is certainly exciting, I must admit. But, as always, I am missing you. I had a friend once who was traveling abroad, in Paris at the time, and wrote in a letter to me something which continually lingers in my mind as I bounce from place to place. It carries the most heartfelt of truths. The letter said, "Paris is nothing without friendship."
I will leave you with a few thoughts from my petite chocolate-colored striped notebook of new things:
Life is not worth living which has no friendship.
Friendship is not worth having which has a story to tell.
A story is not worth telling that has no adventure.
An adventure is not worth tasting without passion and desire.
Passion and desire are not worth having unless they are bridled and molded to be of service to others.
It's all about the people around you.
We are made for people.
We are made to be His people.
Furthermore, the hub-ub of Monaco wouldn't be complete without celebrities, now would it? Tomorrow night, Jamie Cullum, one of my absolute favorite pop-jazz stars, is performing at the soccer stadium in Monaco! Tonight is the ever-famous canadian star Alanis Morisette at the Casino, which will welcome one of the largest crowds the Casino has ever had. I have to admit that I am a little ridiculous. I searched online for tickets to see Jamie Cullum...to no avail. "Sold out!" were the only words I could find in reference.
I forgot to mention that when I arrived in Nice this morning, I was lost. As I am frequently lost, I frequently make stops to ask for directions. This time, I made the acquaintance of Moncef, my new french friend. Not only did he explain directions to me, he led me to the Russian Orthodox Cathedral (where I was headed), and then offered to guide me around the city. He's a brilliant travel companion and such a genial fellow that has been ever-so hospitable to me. We enjoyed the traditional freshly-baked bread and variety of unusual cheeses for dinner this evening before heading off to the center square to see the street performers harmoniously clanging their homemade instruments to a beat that hopefully draws a crowd. To top it off, I enjoyed some of the world famous ice cream from Fernicchio.
The life of traveling is certainly exciting, I must admit. But, as always, I am missing you. I had a friend once who was traveling abroad, in Paris at the time, and wrote in a letter to me something which continually lingers in my mind as I bounce from place to place. It carries the most heartfelt of truths. The letter said, "Paris is nothing without friendship."
I will leave you with a few thoughts from my petite chocolate-colored striped notebook of new things:
Life is not worth living which has no friendship.
Friendship is not worth having which has a story to tell.
A story is not worth telling that has no adventure.
An adventure is not worth tasting without passion and desire.
Passion and desire are not worth having unless they are bridled and molded to be of service to others.
It's all about the people around you.
We are made for people.
We are made to be His people.
1 comment:
Sounds like a wonderful day! I'm sorry you couldn't get tickets to the concert. Love you, Mom
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