4am thats good..i think one more night before Ill be sorting out this lag. woke a couple times thought I could smell my love but it was comforting not distressing.. Ive quite enjoyed the weird haze and being a night owl which is so unnatural for me. I head to the cité today and I am now looking forward to it.. Looking forward to un packing and starting some kind of routine.
I heard someone describe the paris sky as a luminous grey yesterday that made me smile I think its like they’ve put a giant dimmer on the sun its turned half the way down.
Its been All Saints weekend over here and Isabelle says its a somber time of year and they don’t have the celebrations connected as they do in other countries. she was going to visit her mums grave.
Tom and Oriane suggested a trip to Saint-Denis, on the 13 line which is apparently always busy. Im not a big churchy person but it was good to get out and converse and practise my abysmal language skills plus the visit was free because of All Saints. Bonus! I was struck by the amount of graffiti etched into the stone figures. Many looked like the tattooed woman up close but a few steps back you couldn’t see..it felt like a kind of ownership or branding . There was more of that white plastic in the church. Its got such a tactile, delicious quality. Ive always loved the wrapped building sites, I think I first saw them in Finland where an entire church was entombed in white fabric. It reminds me of Christo and Clause-Jean. Its like a protection and a restriction at the same time??
Tom thought that a stroll would be good around the area!! There were huge markets and hundreds of people selling all the fakes.. Apparently I got followed a little too closely and Oriane had to inform me to walk faster ..(I live in North Hobart we have these dudes there too).. Tom decided that we had come so close to a near death experience and it was good we didn’t end up in the seine with our throats cut…yep…..
.. Saint Denis Island was cool, lots of huge untouched industrial sites. rows of graffitied shells that sit all along the seine. Its one of those places where you know its just been overlooked but it wont take long to change.
woot woot coffee then off to the Cité.