Merci, Woody. My plea in the last post did not fall on deaf ears. Midnight In Paris opened in Durham the next day. I hurried myself over to the mall to buy tickets (I was not about to take a chance on it selling out), let the Ex-Ex know what we would be up to, and sent a text to Arles Lucy to let her know. What a magical movie. Owen Wilson did a wonderful job in his role as a writer who idolizes Paris of the 1920's. He meets up with Hemingway, Gatsby, Stein, Lautrec and many, many more characters. Paris is the true star of the film, however. I walked away feeling as if I'd watched a love story between Woody Allen and Paris, the most beautiful city in the world.
That inspired me to go back through the photos I have taken of Paris this year. What a lucky girl I am. The year isn't even halfway over (and I always hold out hope that an airline ticket may fall into my lap at any minute-- I can't help myself) and I've been there twice, in January with other teachers, and in March with my students and my co-chaperone, Arles Lucy. I resisted the urge to include photos of the delicious food I consumed on both trips (foie gras, steak frites, soupe à l'oignon, raclette, salade de chèvre chaud, etc.). So, here are my favorite photos of Paris 2011, in no particular order. (Note: Some of them may very well have been taken by students or Arles Lucy.)
Bon appétit, Paris! Je t'aime. À la prochaine...
