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Dilly of Weather

photo: albert, croustillons hollandaises

Rainy night waffle palace in Troyes.

Have Breakfast, Or Else!

by Ric Erickson

Paris:- Monday, 22. December 2003:- A wiggly line has been drawn through Paris today. To the west of the line the sun is peeking out from behind a non-threatening cloud. To the east of the line there is a cloud, also looking non-threatening, but it is dropping little, round white snow balls.

Right on the spot where I was yesterday, in Troyes. After a weekend there of getting rain in the face, I returned to the city so that I can experience tomorrow's weather. Today's weather dropped the little white balls in several places in France but Paris wasn't one of them.

Both Le Parisien and tonight's TV-weather news agree that Tuesday's weather will be a dilly.

From the west there will be a whole wall of rain that is pushing this way. Just to the east there will be a wall of clouds dropping little white balls on eastern France, from the northern border to about halfway down, to about Lyon I guess.

In theory Paris will be between these two walls. If the western one moves further east, or the easternphoto: pharmacy, troyes one slops a bit the west, Paris might have some kind of a dilly of weather. Other than this danger, the temperature should rise to seven degrees from a low of one.

Oddly, for Wednesday, it looks like the western wall of mucky weather might recede in the direction of the Channel. I mean, who ever heard of this before? But I am not making it up. In the east, all of those clouds dropping white snowballs seem to have turned to fog, with maybe one little ray of sunshine.

Pharmacy in Troyes, in Christmas décor.

For Thursday, Christmas Day, we might have the vertical line again, kind of arcing westwards towards La Rochelle. In the north there are black clouds lying against the line while in the south they are innocent-looking white clouds, dropping snowballs.

To the east of the line, the weather map is blank. Quite a way east of Paris there is a design of fog, and north of it - somewhere near Luxembourg - there's a sunball peeping out from behind a cloud. Way south of the eastern fog part, there's a weaker sunball.

But right on the line slicing through Paris, there's nothing special. Today's Le Parisien says the low will be zero and tonight's TV-weather news said the high will be eight degrees. The paper calls it, a "Drôle de Noël."

If all of Thursday's weather converged on Paris, it would be another dilly.

Café Life

High Times in Troyes

If you think sitting in a warm hotel room in the 'centre of Troyes' at 20:00 on Saturday night and watching the same old France-2 TV-news and weather is exciting 'Café Life,' then you are mistaken.

Being in a warm hotel room with a cable-TV, I could have been watching any of a dozen other TV channels. However, I have seen cable-TV before and never can find anything to watch except re-runs of Jay Leno. These are only interesting because the European version leaves out the US commercials.

After two hours and 20 minutes of cable-channel switching, the only thing I found to watch was a krimi in German. From what I could hear, it was not interesting and from what I could see, it was very uninteresting.

Odd then that I slept for about 12 hours and missed the hotel's breakfast. In a French town this can be a badphoto: drainpipe, troyes non-non. While the hotel's price of 9€ for an all-you-can-eat buffet breakfast - no ham, no eggs, no pancakes, no waffles, no sausages, no steak-frites - might seem extraordinarily expensive, take my word for it and never pass one of these up!

First Troyes drainpipe in this issue.

For, out on the mean morning streets of downtown France, the best alternative you will be able to find will be a crossaint, half a micro-baguette, a miniscule pat of butter, and an infintesimal pot of weak jam. If you are super-lucky there might be orange juice.

I also specifically requested a double-espresso to drown my breakfast-of-champions sorrows, but got a double-noir instead. This is what Matt orders when he wants people to think he is having a double-espresso but only wants to pay for a watery solo espresso in a bigger cup.

So, there. If you have read Metropole all year it is now not possible to say that it contains no good advice. For 9€ a hotel breakfast is a steal if it is an all-you-can-eat one.

The Regular Plugs

These are not here this week because they are within this double super bonus jumbo issue on last Tuesday's day-late 'Café' page, which you should turn to in case you dont know anything about 'Rooms to Let Online - 50¢ Etc' and 'Shareware' Is Metropole's Only Version.'

If you are thoroughly familiar with both of these, then you can take a week off, erase them from your memory - so that I can save myself from slightly rewriting them next week when I intend to do as little as this week.

Café Metropole Club 'Reports'

As an exceptional exception, but mainly because the club's café will be closed, there will be no meeting of the Café Metropole Club on Christmas Day, Thursday, 25. December. For the curious, this is Saint-Emmanuel's Day.

Hit this link to have a look at last week's "I Will Bring You a Blow–Fish" club 'report.' On an outrageously sunny Paris day, several winter-style members were on hand.

A few minor details concerning the club can all be found on the 'About the Club' page. The virtual recycled-paper but artistically tattered club membership card shown on this page is free, so long as you print it for yourself and allphoto: civic sculpture, troyes of your relatives and other relations. The card is valid for yours and their whole lifetimes worldwide, so it shouldn't be abused

The next meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on Thursday, 1. January. The Saint's Day of the Week will be Sainte-Marie.

Modern civic sculpture in Troyes.

My saint's book seems to have no reference to this one, but there are three other Sainte-Maries, with dates of 9. April, 24. April and 15. August, and two double-barreled ones on 29. May and 22. July. I am losing faith in my Saint's book.

The Paleolithic Countdowns

True Paleolithians can forget discovering the last known regular version of this ice-encrusted and miserably rusty feature by not turning to the last Café page with it, and subtract about 64 days from all numbers, although I don't know why anyone would bother doing this.

Nearly Zero

The number of daysphoto: sign, impasse des enfants sans souci left this year is only nine - far, far, far less than the '14-left' last week. The arithmetic doesn't add up, or subtract right. Maybe my printed calendar is broken.

Some of us are now able to skate on frozen rinks in front of the Hôtel de Ville, the one in front of the Gare Montparnasse or the one out at La Défense, even if it is going a bit far just to be colder than on a plain sidewalk crammed with Christmas shoppers. Some of us are not skating or shopping at all.
signature, regards, ric

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