Paris Archive

  • <p><div id="attachment_1955" style="width: 194px" class="wp-caption alignright"><p class="wp-caption-text"><em>Histoire prodigieuse du fantôme cavalier solliciteur</em></p></div>Here’s an interesting little piece titled “The Strange Story of the Solicitous Phantom Cavalier who Fought a Duel on 27 January 1615 near Paris“<sup id="footnote_plugin_tooltip_3076_1" class="footnote_plugin_tooltip_text" onclick="footnote_moveToAnchor('footnote_plugin_reference_3076_1');">[1]</sup><span class="footnote_tooltip" id="footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_3076_1">Original title : <em>Histoire prodigieuse du fantôme cavalier solliciteur,</em> <em>qui s’est battu en duel le 27 janvier 1615, près Paris</em></span>	jQuery("#footnote_plugin_tooltip_3076_1").tooltip({		tip: "#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_3076_1",		tipClass: "footnote_tooltip",		effect: "fade",		fadeOutSpeed: 100,		predelay: 400,		position: "top right",		relative: true,		offset: [10, 10]	}); (PDF). It fits firmly in attempts in Europe to ban duelling which, despite the heavy-hitters, both organisations and individual, engaged in the struggle failed to achieve this end until  […]</p>

    A Duel with a Phantom Cavalier (1615)

    Histoire prodigieuse du fantôme cavalier solliciteur

    Here’s an interesting little piece titled “The Strange Story of the Solicitous Phantom Cavalier who Fought a Duel on 27 January 1615 near Paris“[1]Original title : Histoire prodigieuse du fantôme cavalier solliciteur, qui s’est battu en duel le 27 janvier 1615, près Paris jQuery("#footnote_plugin_tooltip_8831_1").tooltip({ tip: "#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_8831_1", tipClass: "footnote_tooltip", effect: "fade", fadeOutSpeed: 100, predelay: 400, position: "top right", relative: true, offset: [10, 10] }); (PDF). It fits firmly in attempts in Europe to ban duelling which, despite the heavy-hitters, both organisations and individual, engaged in the struggle failed to achieve this end until […]

  • <p>English has definitely become the lingua franca of the world. I was appalled at the ability of the participants at this year’s Eurovision Song Contest to speak not only very good English but current everyday, infomal, even colloquial English. (Unlike like my still formal and rather stilted French.)</p>
<p>Gone was the dual English/French repetition of every statement by the the hosts (although the scoring remains bilingual). Most countries sang in English and those who did not sang in their native lingo. The only real clanger was Latvia whose entry only served to prove that Google translator is not foolproof:</p>
<blockquote><p>“What </p></blockquote> […]

    Operation Cultural Imperialism: Complete

    English has definitely become the lingua franca of the world. I was appalled at the ability of the participants at this year’s Eurovision Song Contest to speak not only very good English but current everyday, infomal, even colloquial English. (Unlike like my still formal and rather stilted French.)

    Gone was the dual English/French repetition of every statement by the the hosts (although the scoring remains bilingual). Most countries sang in English and those who did not sang in their native lingo. The only real clanger was Latvia whose entry only served to prove that Google translator is not foolproof:

    “What

    […]
  • <p><em>This is the first post of a bunch I’ll make to finish off my public impressions of our trip. yes, we’re at home but that’s no reason for you to be deprived of the benefits of my mind. In Paris, it was day eight of our holiday and Sunday, the 5th of April.</em> </p>
<p> We took ourselves, after a late breakfast, to the Opera so that Kathi could geek all over the place where she wants to work. The sandstone monument to the Arts is very grand and every bit as showy and grandoise as Versailles but on a much smaller  […]</p>

    No Phantom at the Opera Garnier

    This is the first post of a bunch I’ll make to finish off my public impressions of our trip. yes, we’re at home but that’s no reason for you to be deprived of the benefits of my mind. In Paris, it was day eight of our holiday and Sunday, the 5th of April.

    We took ourselves, after a late breakfast, to the Opera so that Kathi could geek all over the place where she wants to work. The sandstone monument to the Arts is very grand and every bit as showy and grandoise as Versailles but on a much smaller […]

  • <p>Back to my house, my bed, my cats, my books (with some new additions), etc. Yay me.</p>
<p>Over the next few days, I’ll post some of the stuff I would have posted in France if I had a working internet connection.</p>
<p>Right now, I’m concentrating on staying awake while it’s daylight here. […]</p>

    We’re back!

    Back to my house, my bed, my cats, my books (with some new additions), etc. Yay me.

    Over the next few days, I’ll post some of the stuff I would have posted in France if I had a working internet connection.

    Right now, I’m concentrating on staying awake while it’s daylight here. […]

  • <p>I had been using the wifi connection at the apartment to post here and it’s gone belly up for some reason. I could contact the owner to restore the service but I’ve got monuments to see and friends to visit.</p>
<p>What this means is that you’ll have to wait until I get home to Brisbane later this week to read the continuing adventures of Chris and Kathi in Paris.</p>
<p>Normal service will be resumed when we figure out what’s normal. […]</p>

    Damn Teh Interwebs!

    I had been using the wifi connection at the apartment to post here and it’s gone belly up for some reason. I could contact the owner to restore the service but I’ve got monuments to see and friends to visit.

    What this means is that you’ll have to wait until I get home to Brisbane later this week to read the continuing adventures of Chris and Kathi in Paris.

    Normal service will be resumed when we figure out what’s normal. […]

  • <p> Today was Kathi’s treat – a visit to Versailles. We caught the train near home at 8am and were walking up the entrance courtyard before 9am in the face of a grand chateau with statues and trimming in gold reflecting the morning sun into our eyes. This is truly the palace of the Sun King.</p>
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<p> OMG! This place is big! Really big! Really, really big! Big just doesn’t cover it. Neither does huge, enormous, gigantic or any other words of the same type. It took us more than three hours to wander from one wing to the next and  […]</p>

    Versailles – Conspicuous Consumption

    Today was Kathi’s treat – a visit to Versailles. We caught the train near home at 8am and were walking up the entrance courtyard before 9am in the face of a grand chateau with statues and trimming in gold reflecting the morning sun into our eyes. This is truly the palace of the Sun King.

     

    OMG! This place is big! Really big! Really, really big! Big just doesn’t cover it. Neither does huge, enormous, gigantic or any other words of the same type. It took us more than three hours to wander from one wing to the next and […]

  • <p> Last night we went to a little restaurant called “Au Chien Qui Fume” (At the Dog who Smokes) which was done up in that faux-Victorian billiards room style, the type that has paintings of dogs in evening dress playing cards or pool. Kathi had something made of duck and I had a chicken casserole in a mustard sauce. I was so exhausted that I can’t remember much detail at all except that my French must be OK because, unlike last time we were here, people are willing to converse with me in the language rather than switching automatically to English.  […]</p>

    La Musee de l’Armee

    Last night we went to a little restaurant called “Au Chien Qui Fume” (At the Dog who Smokes) which was done up in that faux-Victorian billiards room style, the type that has paintings of dogs in evening dress playing cards or pool. Kathi had something made of duck and I had a chicken casserole in a mustard sauce. I was so exhausted that I can’t remember much detail at all except that my French must be OK because, unlike last time we were here, people are willing to converse with me in the language rather than switching automatically to English. […]

  • <p> We’re resting in the afternoon on our second day in Paris. Yesterday, our arrival, was pretty much a write-off. We were so exhausted and grumpy after the particularly awful seats on the plane for this leg of the trip that after we had collected the keys to the apartment, snapped at each other buying groceries and took an unsatisfactory walk through the Jardin de Tuileries – now a dustbowl after the recent cold snap killed anything growing – we just went to bed and slept 15 odd hours.</p>
<p>Our studio apartment is in the centre of Paris between three points  […]</p>

    Je suis à Paris!

    We’re resting in the afternoon on our second day in Paris. Yesterday, our arrival, was pretty much a write-off. We were so exhausted and grumpy after the particularly awful seats on the plane for this leg of the trip that after we had collected the keys to the apartment, snapped at each other buying groceries and took an unsatisfactory walk through the Jardin de Tuileries – now a dustbowl after the recent cold snap killed anything growing – we just went to bed and slept 15 odd hours.

    Our studio apartment is in the centre of Paris between three points […]