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photo, terry shoots Terry memorizing the café Corona.

Not quite so fondly, Fran remembers being trapped in a car going around the Etoile endlessly. It used to be a trap for unwary drivers. You could get into it easily enough – everybody had right–of–way going in and nobody had right–of–way to get out. Some tourists would go around until they ran out of gas.

Over at Naploléon's tomb Fran also noticed that its higher parts are kind of dusty. She wondered if all the cleaning ladies are short, like the patron. But really, Fran and Terry are just passing through.

They had a great time visiting in the east where they were in small towns that would be characterized as boondocks if they weren't in the Ukraine. I tried to find out what kinds of sausages there are. "In Cracow, what isn't sausage?" Fran said. I carefully explained that krakower were sausages I used to eat in Hamburg, and I imagined they originated in Cracow.

Terry wanted to phone a local photographer he knows. There is a phone in the café, downstairs, and we found out that it is the old fashioned kind and uses coins, just like in the old days. Terry exchanged the money he'd left for the Waiter of the Week, for change for the phone. But the dude didn't answer. Maybe the phone doesn't work. With phones who knows anymore?

photo, hauling bags to londonMembers, on their way to London.

He showed me one of the photo prints he has with him. But Gare du Nord was calling so we had to hustle to get the Group Photo of the Week in the can. Rush out to the terrace, shoot, shoot, and back inside, pack up, scan the area for the forgotten – like the two–metre repro of the old map – version 1731 – at home apparently Terry has every surface and some ceilings plastered with maps.

The Waiter of the Week brought me an Orangina or a Fanta instead of an orange juice, and I sent it back. He said, "Keep the ticket, they are the same price." See? Sending it back wasn't crazy.

I followed Fran and Terry out to the terrace and watched them trundle their luggage over the flagstones, hopefully towards a taxi. Next beer – at Waterloo Station. Napoléon, are you paying attention?

About the Café Metropole Club

Hit your mouse and click in to your club via the meeting reports in this region of the Internet galaxy. Skimming reports is easier than being here but only a 26th of the fun. Remember the club secretary's unhipped photo–shooting finger. He done it again. The only version of what we might have been doing here, can be found as usual on the About the Café Metropole Club Webpage. Pop a beer to go with those more better frites.

graphic, club location map

At, At, At, But But, But?

Half spontaneous as planned, half unrehearsed, all out of control and more than 100 percent anarchistic. The club meetings are actually only from 15:00 to 17:00 every Thursday. The next meeting will be on Thursday, 3. May. These times are identical to 3 pm to 5 pm around some other places, while meetings are held around here. Whatever you feel like saying will be truly appreciated by the other members present if they are listening, and sometimes they are, but not always – and if it could be by spontaneous combustion inscribed here.* Your other, totally true, stories are all welcome too. All of us can use a good laugh.

Caution – should you have a personal desire to remain unfindable via the Web, be sure to inform the club's secretary that you prefer to be 404 – not found by Web search engines before becoming found. Not being a club member gets you found last if ever.

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because of the continuing summer of weather here in the the great, white and sundown golden city of Paris, in the great election country of France, in part of downtown Europe.

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.
Next club meeting on Thursday, 3. May.

A bientôt à Paris
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