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City buses here have colored ovals on their side windows. These are supposed to remind passengers without tickets to get on at the front where they can buy one from the driver. The RATP thinks too many passengers are riding for free. The little ovals are cheaper than hiring platoons of ticket inspectors, but probably cost more than letting everybody ride free anyway.

Next subject – after wringing everything out of Paris buildings having few signs indicating whatphoto: ron bristol they are – is 'longest roads.' Ron says it is the Lincoln Highway. I say it is the Rue Vaugirard, but Ron shouts, "Look! Look! – there's a Lotus – of some kind."

Ron and Don have a 'Gab On Terrace of the Week.'

By the time Don and I look, only seconds later, there are buses, Mercs, Renaults, taxis, Citröens, Audis, police cars, trucks, motorcycles, scooters, and pedestrians sprinting across the quay. The Lotus, if it was a Lotus, is near Pont Neuf. Or it melted.

With all the sporting events, Ron has a lot to remember. He tells us about putting his entire database in a Palm for a trip to Russia a couple of years ago, and then dropping the thing on the floor of Moscow's airport or something else hard.

This is Don's theory – "You'll be four hours away from the list you've forgotten," and then the two of them think up exceptions to the 'forgotten' rule, like true club members.

For example, Ron thinks he remembered nearly everything he needed to know for Russia, because of the weeks he spent putting data into the Palm. This is, or course, much better than just forgetting the details entirely because they never were written down, noted, entered. I mean, these notes – it's not my fault nobody ever finished any subjects today.

We do a swift flit past microbreweries, the Red Robin Tavern in Seattle, the wine latitude 'Parallel 55,' the heat in Texas again, why it's good to drink 'northern ales' there, and then it's 'Group Photo of the Week' time.

It isn't really, but Don must be off because he's got 'megas' of photos to unravel, compress, store, catalogue,photo: orange juice tidy up – and he's got an unforgotten shopping list too.

Ron does some quick calculations. By getting back to Texas after soccer in Portugal, "I'll miss 16 percent of the worst of the summer," he says. But he may be back in Paris before facing the rigors of a summer of air conditioning.

After the week's marvelous photo the two members get stalled on the terrace in the doorway to the 'grande salle.' Despite the horrendous traffic passing by, there's the breeze too. It really is a jolly thing today.

Don and Ron take their leaves somewhat before 17:00. Palms are still thrashing wildly about inside the café and I have my orange juice to savor. I close my eyes a bit and imagine that the café is sliding west, past 10,000 stalled cars, trucks, buses, motorcycles, ambulances, tour buses, bicycles, rickshaws, beer trucks and urgent police cars. The Métro rumbles. My feet feel its steel wheels through the café's floor.

The Café Metropole Club's About Page

This 'report' about today's club's meeting should give you a fully–fleshed notion of the occasionally thin timesphoto: change dish to be had at club meetings. The 'About the Café Metropole Club' page has all the additional information you need to know about the club. Whatever else you need to know is unnecessary.

You can become a real lifetime member of this online magazine's real, live, and free club by becoming a member in seconds by signing–in yourself any of its meetings in Paris, for free. There are no hidden costs, real or imaginary, and there's nothing to buy except for club cocktails.

The club's 'rules' were quashed by the club's members long ago. The club's only other distinctive claim is that it is the only club related to an Internet magazine that has no newsletter to send you. What else can't be done for members is a mystery.

What, When, Why Not, Where, Who, How?

The weekly club meetings begin about 15:00, on most all days that are Thursday afternoons. Meetings continue until about 17:00, in the western European Time of Paris' – which is really 'CET' for short and not 'summer's ice times' although they sometimes are – and known elsewhere as 3 pm to 5 pm. Club meetings are exclusively held in Paris until the secretary gets a better offer.

Doing something clever at a meeting – like being at one – is considered the opposite of not being at one. True 'firsts' are welcome, with 'first' having a much greater 'report' value than 'true.' 'True' is perfectly acceptable too, especially if it's a 'first.'

One note of caution – you may have any one or two of a hundred personal reasons for not wanting to be traceable via the Web. If so, be sure to inform the club's secretary that you prefer to be '404 – not found' by Web search engines before becoming 'found' in one of these humid club reports.graphic: club location map

Former 'rules' remain 'former' week after freaking week and have been eliminated from the club's volumes of chronicles except for all the originals still online buried deep in the archives, which you can read if you can find them.

Talking to other club members at meetings is a admirable activity. If there's an empty chair sit – entirely optional – wherever you like, or haul one over from another part of the café. If they can hear, whatever you say may be honestly appreciated by other members present, and there usually are some – and if it should chance to be written here, as some of it sometimes is.*

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last year because of thirst caused by a late extra–dry 'Orange Juice of the Week.'

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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