Paris, Je T'Aime!

“Avec des ‘si,’ on mettrait Paris en bouteille.” 

It's a well-known French proverb that sums up the irresistible allure of Paris perfectly, in other words, if the impossible were possible, you could put Paris in a bottle.

I would often say, "Europe does not intrigue me much, at least not at this time in my life." For now, I picture more exotic destinations, to some far distant lands. Europe in my mind was left for when I would have to check into the Best 'European' Exotic Marigold Hotel for the elderly and beautiful!

My daughter on the other hand, wanted us to take a mother-daughter, no boys allowed trip and her vision was a picnic in front of the Eiffel Tower, Paris. Her grandiose idea for a child one month shy of 6 years old, had my mid-thirty year old mind in La-La-Land. So Paris, it was, to end this Summer of travels, more so cause I knew Sue was there.

Needless to say, my life is never complete with a lil' out of the ordinary excitement. The flight to Paris was delayed for about  nearly two hours, giving me time to observe the celeb on our flight, American rapper, Tyga (an acronym for Thank You God Always) of Vietnamese and Jamaican descent. ... And I loved this video of him in a club singing a Vybz Kartel song. 'Though he will always be the guy who sang my jam, Rack City (rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch. Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties bitch), explicit and all!

Love him, or hate him or even his music, Tyga rolled with an entourage of three friends. I was impressed. 'Though his boys were cool, even they were more noticeable than him. Tyga was short, maybe about my height. No fuss. His knapsack was designer and his jewelry simple. When first class was called to board, all four young men started to board, only to have the airline rep announce over the microphone that mechanics were onboard fixing a problem with the plane. When I looked up again, in eye view, there was Tyga standing with his boys. ... And as the delay prolonged, Tyga looked out the gate's glass window initially standing, later seated on the carpet, either thumbing through his phone or chatting with his friends. Fans who noticed, some came over to take pictures with him. As for me, I kept my cool, took no pictures of him and gladly hummed "Rack City". Eventually in mid flight, shockingly I saw one of his boys in the aisle, then he stopped to chat with another, a few seats ahead of me. When we landed, there Tyga was walking out of first class alone. At the gate, he told his friends he was waiting for them, then he followed us, and before I knew it, he was gone.

Sue is a St.Lucian online friend, basically from my Hi5 days. When I asked, "How do we know each other?" Neither one of us could quite recall. Yet, she assured me, "We've met before at St.Lucia Jazz." My response, "If it was Jazz, then I don't consider that, having met me." LOL.

Sue has been no stranger to this blog though, 'cause if my memory serves me correctly that's how she and I became friends, I'd seen her online and loved her then mohawk haircut in 2007. *Double-checked ... yep, I'm correct.* In 2011, I shared her album "Sweet Eyes ... Sue's INSPIRING album," and mentioned that she was off to Paris to study at Fleurimon to become a makeup artist. Well she has since graduated and is a makeup artist in Paris. FB fanpage: Sue Ellen Makeup Artist. So basically, I've always been a fan of Sue's, but words can't express how Sue welcomed us to her city. And thanking her, just does not seem to cut it! I will forever be grateful for her generosity. I can go on and on singing her praises. Thank you, Sue.


The Eiffel Tower - Day
... And I had to include Tyga's instagram picture from a week ago: 

Here's more of our Parisian tour, thanks to Sue  ... 

The Seine River bisects the city into Left Bank (more bohemian) and Right Bank (more elegant). Poetically named arrondissements, or numbered districts, spiral out from the city center. If you're at a loss for which arrondissement to head to, just check the address–the last two digits of the zip code indicate the arrondissement (for example, 75003 is in the 3rd Arr.). - PARIS


The Trocadéro, site of the Palais de Chaillot is an area of Paris, France, in the 16th arrondissement, across the Seine from the Eiffel Tower. The hill of the Trocadéro is the hill of Chaillot, a former village. 

The Louvre
Flashback ... The Da Vinci Code book by Dan Brown came to mind.
Exactly how the Louvre was described in the book, here I was a part of it.
 
Mona Lisa and her many admirers ... 
 
 I could die in the Louvre!
Loved it.
The original castle walls



Take a picture!
In a side garden between Notre Dame Cathedral and Seine River, we all stopped to have a picnic lunch on a bench. ... And this was after a phone conversation I had with St.Lucian-Parisian celebrity and Sue's uncle, Vincent McDoom, catching up. My daughter bounced from see saw to see saw, and made friends too!

The Love Bridge
Apparently around the world, there are several bridges where lovers, friends or families hook little locks on bridges to symbolize their eternal love. In Paris, this bridge is right behind Notre Dame Cathedral, on Pont de l'Archevêché (Archbishop's Bridge), the narrowest bridgein Paris, crossing the Seine river. Lovers write their names on the locks, hook to the bridge, and throw the key in the Seine.

The following pictures truly do not do this bridge justice.  With the sun shining those locks were glistening like GOLD!  Absolutely simple, yet so effective and beautiful!
The narrow bridge ... the view from the bridge, Seine river
My favorite love padlock was this fish,  it looked like it was ready to dive into the river.

So we started from the Arc de Triomphe and walked to The Tulieries Garden, did not bother to go further since we visited the Louvre the day before.


Luxurious shopping and then there was Zara's. LOL! OMG, we spent a long time in that store, touching, looking at prices and getting ideas. Pictures were not even on my mind, except for this one which at that point my son was in mind!

My daughter kept saying that Paris reminded her of DC, for whatever reason from the time we started to walk around. She even mentioned 'the pencil', what she calls the Washington Monument a few times, which happens to be my favorite DC monument. Anyway, I thought nothing of it, until I saw this monument, and then something clicked. 

The only difference to my human eye between the two monuments is that the Paris one was smaller and shorter, has a gold tip making it look more pencil like, except for the Egyptian hieroglyphics etched into it. Since my return, I've read that it is a 23 metres (75ft) high Egyptian obelisk standing at the center of the Place de la Concorde in Paris. It was originally located at the entrance of the Luxor, Temple, in Egypt.

What clicked? Ever read Dan Brown's books 'The Da Vinci Code' or 'The Lost Symbol'? Well I've read both.  

The Da Vinci Code follows symbologist Robert Langdon and Sophie Neveu as they investigate a murder in Paris' Louvre Museum and discover a battle between the Priory of Sion and Opus Dei over the possibility of Jesus having been married to Mary Magdalene. The popular interest in speculation concerning the Holy Grail legend and Magdalene's role in the history of Christianity.  ... And now that I've visited the Louvre, I did notice the strong Christianity presence from the paintings with Jesus.  Yet, there is a very strong Egyptian presence too from the hieroglyphics and artifacts. Also there is much planning with the design and placement of buildings and monuments in both cities.

The Lost Symbol is a thriller set in Washington, D.C., after the events of The Da Vinci Code, and relies on Freemasonry for both its recurring theme and its major characters. Eventually the characters lead us to the room atop the Washington Monument and tells us that the Word, a common Christian Bible, the "Word of God" lies in the Monument's cornerstone, buried in the ground beneath the Monument's staircase. The main character, Langdon realizes that the symbols on the pyramid's base spelled out the words Laus Deo which translate to Praise God. These words are inscribed upon the small aluminum capstone atop the Monument, which is the true Masonic Pyramid.

The Masons believe that the Bible is an esoteric allegory written by mankind, and that, like most religious texts around the globe, it contains veiled instructions for harnessing man's natural God-like qualities, similar to Noetic research and is not meant to be interpreted as the commands of an all-powerful deity. This interpretation has been lost amid centuries of scientific skepticism and fundamentalist zealotry. The Masons have (metaphorically) buried it, believing that, when the time is right, its rediscovering will usher in a new era of human enlightenment.


Ding. Ding. Ding ... So I'm now of strong belief that there is some sort of link between Christianity (Catholic Church) and Free Masonry. 

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE.


... And these horsemen, just remind me of Knight Templars 
all the reason that was my TRIBE 2011 section, Knight Templar

Surrounding artistes ... 

A late lunch ... 
Sue finally had me try macarons.

My daughter wanted to see mimes, instead we got human statues. These human statues do not react to their audience, other than a blink or a slight change of position. 'Though when I dropped some change in the jar of the gentleman seen on the left and walked away, I heard someone belt, "Allo!" So I turned round thinking that he was saying I had not tipped him enough. LOL!  But no, he was calling me to take a picture with him.  Since he put me on the spot in front of his audience, I smiled and was out!
Our spot ... 

The Eiffel Tower - Night
Looks like glistening golden wood, strange description, I know! Absolutely stunning at night. And every night while there, my daughter and I would sleep in the evening and from 10pm head out to the Eiffel Tower until lights out. I never knew it flashes for almost 5 minutes on the hour, every hour until lights out at 1am.
May my daughter always remember this ... even when I'm long gone.

On the return flight we sat next to the mother of soul violinist, Lee Englad Jr. while he sat in the seat in front of us. He is from Chicago and was on P.Diddy's 'Making the Band'. Check him out in the video below:


This was my Paris in a bottle.

Lights out! Bisous.


 




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