A to Cray-Z 2017 –
All about the week that I nearly drove my husband crazy. In Paris.
Last October, my husband and I spent a month in France. Nine of those days we spent in Paris. We sought out a street in Paris for every letter of the alphabet, and we set foot in every arrondissement de Paris. This is not for the faint of heart. Or anyone who fears lots of walking. Or stairs. Or trop de baguettes. Or le Métro.
Ça veut dire — Do not try this at home, folks.
Alors, mes chers lecteurs…have you been to Paris? Have you walked on this street? Does this street make you dream or think of a story? Tell me in the comments!
French verb for this street: Jaillir
Le chat a jailli de derrière le mur et fait pleurer le bébé.
J is for Square James Joyce
Rue : Square James Joyce
Arrondissement : 13e
C’est où ? (where is this?)
What was it like for us?
Traveling to the 13e arrondissement was interesting because it was one of the few times the Métro goes above-ground. This way, we saw the neighborhood from above, before we got off the train and walked through it. It seemed a very busy and “normal” neighborhood, maybe a bit “blue-collar”-ish. Of note is the Bibliothèque Nationale de France, which holds collections of Historic documents. We didn’t go in, but we did stop to take a picture of the nearby Square James Joyce before we walked across the Seine on the Pont Simone de Beauvoir pedestrian bridge from the Bibliotheque Nationale to the Parc de Bercy (in the 12e).
What’s in a name?
In his later years, the Irish author of The Dubliners, Finnegan’s Wake, and Ulysses called Paris his home. It is fitting that this square near the Bibliothèque Nationale de France is named for the writer.
There is an atmosphere of spiritual effort here. No other city is quite like it. I wake early, often at 5 o’clock, and start writing at once. -James Joyce
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