Seeing the Seine

My “tourist plan” for most days was as follows: leave the apartment, walk in any direction guided by my intuition and interest in what I see around me, follow nice smells, happy sounds,  beautiful things. I looked forward to the prospect of being incredibly lost, so long as what was around me was pleasant and ONLY when Absolutely necessary… Read More Seeing the Seine

“Getting frustrated and not to mention confused, she cries. Her tears flood the hallway.” Day 3 in Paris

  Day 3 in Paris. I wake up looking forward to exploring the city, but as soon as I get up the dizziness that is now my constant companion, is again moving walls around me and floor from under me.  The whole flight to France I’d done all the “right” things: drunk lots of water,… Read More “Getting frustrated and not to mention confused, she cries. Her tears flood the hallway.” Day 3 in Paris