JAPANESE'VARIOUS LIQUIDS CARRIED BY VIRTUE OF THEIR OWN WEIGHT
FROM VARIOUS POINTS TO FORM A POOL OF VARIOUS
LIQUIDS AT A POINT OF ACCUMULATION'
Lawrence Weiner, 1978
Woke up at around nine if I remember it right.
Had an espresso and some baguett for breakfast.
Went to the Centre Pompidou in the morning.
The exterior of this modern gallery had a very grand looking, escalators and air pipes bundled around and everything.
I bought a ticket for the permanent galleries; Sophie bought a ticket for temporary exhibition on architecture she said.
Went up the escalator all the way up to level six, the view was magnificient;
I could see the Eiffel Tower far in the distance.
I liked the colour of the city.
Pompidou was a very interesting museum.
Anything can be art you know, even the words, if demonstrated properly.
But where does one draw the line, of art and non-art? I wondered.
Had lunch near the museum; bought a baguett and made a sadwitch with the hams brought from Binou's.
After lunch, Sophie brought me to 'Le Marais', the gay district. She said the shops are trendy in this area.
I don't know about the gay people, but the buildings were certainly beautiful.
People were sitting outside the cafe, chilling and all; I think the French are chilling professionals.
Afterwards, walked down 'Rue de Rivoli' to the Louvre; I never seen anything so large.
As I had it plan to go to the Louvre on Sunday, we just went inside a bit outside the ticket control.
The temperature seemed to be rising every minute, it was crazy, but all the same, it was fun.
The Louvre happened to be standing right next to the Seine, or 'la Seine' if you want to be like French.
So we walked along this river to the east, towards St-Michel area.
Notre Dame was nice; there was hunchbacks everywhere (yeah right).
We went inside a bit and had a quiet rest.
Out we went, walking down the 'Boulevard Saint-Michel' and rested for a short while in Luxembourg park.
Everybody was sun bathing and weather was just so beautiful.
Afterall, the French sky was slightly bluer than UK, perhaps because of less clouds.
Having rested in the park for like an hour, took the metro to Funiculaire de Montmartre, which was at the north of Paris.
The cathedral was on the very top of a high hill, overlooking the city of Paris.
The view was beautiful, we thought we could see the sunsent, but was not possible direction-wise.
Quite a few shops were built around this area, so walked around the precinct for a while.
One of the things I've noticed by this time in France was that French people are more friendly than the British.
When you're buying something, they always say 'Bonjour', but in Britain, they rarely do.
We took the metro again and got off at Champs Elysees station.
I saw the famous arch, 'Arc de Triomphe', and walked down the avenue.
It sure was a busy road, with shops and banks everywhere.
Took the metro once again to Trocadero station, where the Eiffle Tower is.
The tower was beautiful, its beauty accentuated by the crimson sky.
Eiffel Tower, I always wanted to see it with my own eyes.
Damn, it looked 'slightly' more beautiful than the Tokyo Tower.
'You'll be stupid coming to Paris without going up the Eiffel Tower', Sophie persuaded me.
So I decided to go up.
They had closed the peak section already, so I was only able to go up to level two.
But nevertheless, it certainly was beautiful.
Paris was singing to me.
It was a beautiful day.
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