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Paris:- Thursday, 25. July 2002:- It is still summer. Paris is breaking some sort of record this year. I mean, never before in 2002 has there been so much summer off and on but mostly on. It is almost enough to restore faith in something or other.

Pessimists can watch the TV's weather news and rub their hands with glee at the impending 'mostly cloudy' skies - according to the TV-beamed animated weather-maps - but the rest of us are going outside and finding that summer is holding up much better than predicted. This is a new twist.

But TV's weather must have gotten tired of being the nervous Nellie, because summer weather is actually forecast for the coming weekend. Yessir! It's the big fuzzy-sunballs time. Not 'very-blue' skies, but the yellow yolk part of the fried egg is real enough, on TV at least.

But before I see this tonight, before I get to the club this afternoon, I see stout-hearted fellows playing volley-ball on the beach in front of the Hôtel de Ville, aboutphoto: new paris plage sign where the ice-skating rink is usually located around Christmas time.

Next to it is the smallest golf course in the history of the world. As minuscule as it is, I believe it has four holes, with a 'par' of - I dunno - maybe eight? It doesn't matter because right beside it is the 19th 'hole,' which consists of a bunch of blue parasols and deckchairs with the matching blue comfy zones.

This wildcat sign probably calls for replanting France's autoroutes with palms - or paving untidy beaches.

This is great. If the 50 square-metre course with its four holes is overwhelming, a place to relax from golf-tension is only two metres away. Obviously, given the territory involved, there is no need of golfcarts. This is a truly atmosphere-enhancing feature.

Down on 'Paris Plage,' its popularity seems to be undiminished. After four days of success, Paris' sensation seekers seem to be taking up residence - this is going to be Paris' 'hit of the summer,' it's top-10 'tube d'été.'

According to Le Parisien, beach folks are lingering on the beach much later than expected - past 22:30 at night - to loll around on the sand under the stars, listen to music, or frequent the cafés.

The city has responded to this unforeseen use of beach resources by increasing the night-time security patrols. So far the only mild complaints are coming from café waiters, who have to return to their beach posts at eight in the morning.

As I make my way west along the ex-expressway towards the club the few clouds move out of the way, to give an impression of having a stroll by the seaside, with antique parts of Paris as a background - and they kind of seem to be a mirage, possibly lent to the city by the illusionists at Disneyland-Paris..

Above the beach, on the roadway of the Quai du Louvre, the automobilistas are continuing to needlessly torment themselves as they sit stalled whilephoto: secretarys water all the sun lovers dawdle around crossing to or from the beach.

Many of the café terraces along the Quai du Louvre are well-stocked with terrassians too. La Corona's terrace is so big that it is hard to make it look full, but its inhabitants may be between shifts.

Instead of the secretary's double-café of the day, plain water is served.

As usual, the café's grande salle is nearly deserted. The whole club's space is available for members, with room to spare.

Some of this is quickly filled by member Sally Dilgart from Chicago. She says she hasn't been in Paris long enough to see the beach yet.

In fact, she says, "I just had a very good lunch, at the Grand Colbert. I had a very good bottle of wine," she adds, "That I can still remember." Both of these were owed her because she had to cancel an earlier planned visit to Paris.

Today's first new member arrives shortly afterwards. This is Lucky Checkley, making his 21st visit to Paris. Lucky comes every year to catch the last day of the Tour de France - and this is next Sunday.

Lucky says his hometown is Astoria in New York City's borough of Queens, making it the 'City of the Week.'

Besides being the United States' 'Hollywood' before the orange groves were torn out of California to make room for the western version, I can say I have personally eaten in one of Astoria's Greek restaurants - so I know for a fact it is really real even if winter isn't my favorite time for eating in Greek restaurants.

On Tour de France day in Paris, Lucky stations himself near the Rond Point of the Champs-Elysées early in the morning, and photographs everything interesting until the Tour de France is over for the year. He has four or five odd little 35mm cameras to do this with, and none of them are digital.

He does this mostly for himself and not especially because he is the academic coordinator for the School of Visual Arts in Manhattan. He isn't sure what the title means, but it is what he does.

It is one of the club's expired 'rules' to not know why some things are discussed at club meetings, so besides seeing some big polar bears on TV recently, the question of what Canadians used for getting around before snowmobiles were invented, arises.

When I remember it was something like tennis rackets, Sally supplies the word, 'snowshoes.' This is interesting because the same company makes - the one that makes not snowshoes but snowmobiles - also makes the water-bombers used to bomb forest fires in France with tons of water.

It is a little bit like the big French water company owning the TV-cable and the pay-TV Canal+ - andphoto: luckys ham sand, pelforth changing its name to Vivendi and going down the stock market tubes because it has forgotten its water-roots.

Although now somewhat off-subject, the question is - shouldn't Paris use the fire-fighting water-bombers to water its new palms on 'Paris Plage?'

Unlike Sally, Lucky has lunch at the club's café today.

During this, Sally has said about four times that she has something to show us, before getting sidetracked into the polar bears, the Tour de France and the water-bombers. She has also declined an offered bite of Lucky's genuinely French ham sandwich.

Members, readers - get ready for a new, true, 'First of the Week!'

Sally says, modestly, knowing perfectly well it is a 'first' - "This club meeting has a total of two and a half members present!"

From her yellow plastic sack she pulls out a stick-mounted, blown-up from a club report photograph, of another club member, namely Eva Lee of Tranquility, New Jersey.

This is to reward Eva for her sign, photographed during an earlier club meeting that said, 'Hi Sally!' on it.

On top of it, it is a reminder that Eva and Sally met at a club meeting a long time ago - "Once," Sally says - and all of their planning since then has not been able to result in a re-play in Paris.

After we finish being flabbergasted, Sally - who has also visited Paris many times - tells us about seeing a marionette show for the first time. 'Fantastic!' She didn't try to get any of the free bonbons either.

Lucky's favorite thing in Paris is to go to Trocadéro early enough to watch wholephoto: eva on tour of paris plage sunsets. He does it to watch the light change, to see Paris' atmosphere. "Damn!" he says, "I should be able to do that."

Sally, Eva and Lucky viewing 'Paris Plage' while the world's biggest bateau mouche in Paris passes behind on the Seine.

It is a meeting with a lot of talk, but eventually the members have other things they 'must' see before the day is over. Before going our different ways, we take Eva across the street and down the stone stairs to 'Paris Plage,' just to make sure she hasn't made her virtual trip in vain.

The Coming Meeting

The next weekly meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on Thursday, 1. August. This will be after the last day of July, so the weather should be suitable for August. This will be a perfectly normal 31th Thursday in the year 2002 - named for the occasion, for Saint-Alfonse.

The paragraph that used to be here and never changed much, was suspended last week.

The 'About the Café Metropole Club' Page

To find out how to become a member you can look over the page called 'About the Café Metropole Club.' But if you are reading this 'report' of today's club meeting, maybe you needn't bother.

'Club rules,' if there were any still active, would suggest that if you feel like giving this 'About' page a pass - do so, as I've already suggested. All you really need to know is that you can become a member of this online magazine's live, free and real club in a twinkle by simply being at a meeting when you are at one.

The Standard Details Concerning Meetings

Club meetings begin in Paris no sooner than 15:00 on Thursday and continue until 17:00, still on Thursday, in Europe's Central European Time Zone - which is 'CET' for short and not 'SRC' - and known elsewhere as 3 pm to 5 pm in worldwide areas without 'Euro Metricaltime,' which is now definitely in its nominal summer version.

The club's secretary will be listening to what you may say at the same time as he may be concoctingphoto: lucky, sally, exchange emails some 'report' notes, which might be completely different. Please note your name, hometown, and your own email address in the members' booklet. The club's secretary is perfectly capable of forgetting to ask you to do it.

Sally and Lucky exchanging email addresses in case they miss next week's club meeting.

Come with a new 'Quote of the Week' or propose a neighborhood in your hometown as 'City of the Week' - the secretary can't do this - or dream up any other 'Things of the Week.' 'No-names' is an option you can opt for too if you prefer to be 'not found' on the Internet. Otherwise and in general, the only exception is 'no rules.'

Some things you say may be considered with due respect and will be appreciated by the other members present, if there are any and they are listening - and by all readers of this online magazine, if they read them - if they turn out to be written here. It has never happened, but either of the club's two official Bic pens could run out of ink.

The café's location is:

Café-Tabac La Corona
2. Rue de l'Amiral de Coligny - or - 30. Quai du Louvre
Paris 1. Métro: Louvre-Rivoli, Pont-Neuf or Châtelet.
Every Thursday from 15:00 to 17:00.

A bientôt à Paris
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