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A toast was proposed, by Maryellen, for her birthday. All of our glasses clinked, but as I put my orange juice down my hand did something foolish and the thing fell over, almost full, making a couple of orange juice lakes. The Waiter of the Week sprinted to the rescue. He mopped and mopped – what a mess! – and he then brought me another glass full, as if it was great fun.

"He wasn't getting enough talking action," one of the ladies observed. Then there was a New Jersey squirrel story. Unlike the small, agressive squirrels in New York City, the ones across the river in New Jersey are the size of small dogs. Maryellen told us about the squirrel relocator.

After telling about husbands preferring to ready their boats for the season, Marilyn said, "We don't talk about our husbands or children." Pat said, "I can't believe she said that!"

They have their little systems too. To avoid hassle they each put 100€ into a pot and Marilyn carries it and pays for everything as they go along. She deals with checks as they arise, or museum entries, or anything at all. When the pot's empty they refill it. Each has a métro ticket and the directions to the American Hospital.

photo, group, sunglasses, maryellen, yoko, marilyn, pat Jersey ladies on a rampage.

Marilyn wears a watch with New Jersey time and Pat – or Maryellen – carries a watch with Paris time. They share one portable phone. "Now they are diehard Parisiennes," Marilyn said.

About here regular member Yoko arrived to add her voice, and not surprising, she held her own. "We used to be shy," she said, probably about growing up in Japan. "My mother told me you don't worry when you're over 50," Marilyn said.

Yoko told the ladies about her mother. She explained the way it was for her and the ladies listened carefully, curious, asking questions. It was almost calm.

"What do you call what we speak?" Pat asked.

"English!" replied Maryellen.

Out on the café's terrace for the Group Photo of the Week, thinking of Marilyn's favorite TV show, the Sopranos, I asked the ladies to put on their sunglasses and look serious. They tried. They tried. Back inside Marilyn dipped into the kitty and dispensed some moola for the waiter. And they they trooped off to see if there were interesting rides in the Tuileries with a copy of Le Parisien's program for the Fête de la Musique.

Fête de la Musique

photo, fete de la musique Fête de la Musique tonight.

Tonight, besides writing the club report, I had two additional chores. One was to see if the sundown would line up with the rue Daguerre like it did on 42nd Street on 30. May. It didn't. The other chore was to attend the 12,000 musical performances for the fête. This is more popular than ever, I discovered as soon as I got on the rue Daguerre. If the success keeps up like it was doing tonight the whole country may as well turn itself into a cabaret.

Soldes d'Eté in Paris

The annual summer sales in Paris begin on Wednesday, 27. June at 8:00 and continue until Saturday, 4. August. The summer sales are shaping up as a season–bis on account of the mild weather which has allowed Parisians to trot around in shorts and sandals for months already. Some bathing suits are left, but remember that they don't amount to much.

About the Café Metropole Club

Slide your mouse towards the club meeting report in orbit in the galaxy of the Internet. Sight reading reports is faster than being at whole club meetings but only provides a fraction of the dialogue. The explanation of what we might have been doing here, can be found on the out–of–dated About the Café Metropole Club webpage.

graphic, club location map

The Usual Fine Print

Nearly spontaneous as usual, half unrehearsed, partly out of control and less than three members. Club meetings are actually from 15:00 to 17:00 every Thursday. The next meeting will be on Thursday, 28. June. 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 was by hearsay, inscribed here.* Your other, totally true, stories are all welcome too. We like 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 never.

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because of the repeat absolute cool of the Waiter of the Week, wherever he got that orange juice.

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, 28. June.

A bientôt à Paris
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