Last night, after a long week of Governors meetings, I was at a piano recital by Etsuko Hirose. She is right, dead, good, her. Buy her stuff.

Spot 4 Nobel Prize winners. I am not one nor is the lady in the blue frock

This morning I got up at 5:30 to fly down to Rio.

Reno? Why Reno?
Not Reno, dummy.
Rio, Rio de Janeiro.

I am now in a bistro beside the Place de l’Etoile in Paris. It is 6:30 Paris time.

I have been Naha – Kansai-2 hours, Kansai- Paris-12 hours, next is Paris-Reno er Rio-12 hours.

Anyway I have a 5 hour wait at Charles de Gaulle and I remember the excellent cars Air France that whip you into the center of town in next to no time.

I eat symbolically. I am in Paris. When will I be here again?
Kind friends and companions, together combine
And raise up your voices in chorus with mine
We will drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may and might never all meet here again

We watch Olympique Marseille play Bordeaux. 2-1 at the moment. A couple come in who have been to a wedding and so are all dressed up. They have a beautiful little girl who runs around charming all the red-nosed footballer watchers.

David’s Triumph was heard throughout the land

Faux Filet Frites

Cantal,Camembert,Chevre. This is an alliterative meal.

Paris, Printemps