Une Pause café- Time to
The house is awfully quiet now that Kevin is in Paris for a week of vacation. I have so much free time and nobody to look after! I am trying to keep myself busy by I am just tired of reading and there is nothing to watch on TV, so I decided to have "une petite pause café" (coffee break) to brighten up my day. As I was pouring my coffee and wondering what Kevin might be doing right now in Paris? Is he enjoying himself in the city of light? How is he getting by with his French? Did he stop in Cafés and have his favorite sandwich, the Croque Monsieur? I hope he will enjoy every single minutes discovering Paris and soaking in the French culture!
questions seem to fill my head and then suddenly images from my youth came
rushing in! As a teenager living in Paris, I remember hanging out in Cafés with my friends, playing a few games of pin
ball machine, goofing off, sipping coffee , discussing about the latest news,
and talking about our bright future, etc…
time, my friends, Georges,
I has been more than 30 years now and I am wondering what became of my friends? The future looked so bright for us then, so I hope that my friends have reached their goal in life, found peace, happiness and that life have been kind to them. I probably will never know the answer but nevertheless I enjoy re-visiting a moment in my youth and I am glad to have these wonderful memories of the few years I spent at Le Lycée Turgot.
Cheers my long lost friends!
This is the entrance of the Lycée Turgot. I spent 3 wonderful years there from 1977 to 1980
La cour (the court yard). We had our lunch there. Inside the tall columns there is a huge room that can fit easily a few hundred of students.
My friends and I, we never paid for our lunch there because we found out that they never check at the door so any students can go in and eat. Once in a while they randomly have someone checking at the door and so when they do check, we went to a local cafe near by to have a sandwich. The food was not great but since we never paid... I guess we can not complaint either!
This picture was taken when I was crossing the ferry to go to L'ile de Ré in Bretagne (Brittany). I was probably around 18 years old.