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Cargando... A Paris Momentpor Gordon Cope
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"In Paris, when you walk out the door . . . the day springs to life as a full-blown performance, and if you are not part of the audience, you are part of the cast." With a wonderful turn of phrase and a wicked sense of humour, Cope provides an intimate account of everyday life in a magical city, most often as "part of the cast." Sometimes your wildest dreams really do come true. No-one knows this better than author Gordon Cope whose life took a very exciting turn when his wife, Linda, was offered a one-year posting to the world's dream destination - Paris, the City of Lights. Cope and Linda find the Paris of their dreams on the Right Bank of the Seine in Le Marais, a neighbourhood rich in controversy, conspiracy, culture, and madness - in short, their kind of place. In Paris, more than anywhere else, Cope is struck by the immediateness, the now, of his surroundings, amid centuries of history, and the subtle rhythms and pulses of the neighbourhood. His observations on life in Le Marais - its delightful residents, fascinating history, and sublime culinary experiences in the local brasseries and restaurants - are crystal clear and create an appealing intimacy. So, as Cope undergoes his own metamorphosis from typical tourist to established year-round resident, some days you might find yourself wandering the narrow lanes of Le Marais with him as he introduces you to the denizens of the area. On other days, you might find yourself at Cope's side, delving into the colourful history of Le Marais. And on in-between days, you will find your mouth watering at Cope's delectable descriptions of their frequent forays into fine dining. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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 Google Books — Cargando...GénerosSistema Decimal Melvil (DDC)944.361084History and Geography Europe France and region Champagne; Ile de France; Lorraine Île-de-France ParisValoraciónPromedio: (4.75)
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The book is, of course, filled with hilarious takes on the French. Having visited Paris a number of times, I can agree with his take on how they interact with the public. I've always felt though that I might fit into Paris, so perhaps someday I too will get to have my year there.
There is a moment in this memoir which really struck me though, as a fellow ex-pat. Mr. Cope is watching the Olympic hockey finals in 2002 (Canada vs. USA). He comments at the end of the portion about how, after finding a place to watch the game with fellow compatriots, the French seemed confused at his utter elation at Canada's victorious win over the Americans. I had a similar experience in November. Now, I'm from Saskatchewan. As such, whether I like it or not, I am a life-long Roughrider fan; it's something you are born into in this province. I spent all of November wearing the same Rider green scarf all over the Netherlands. People thought it was a bit odd, but no one got why I cared. All I can say is, unlike Mr. Cope, I was unable to watch the Grey Cup. Now, would I have been as excited to do this if I was at home? Probably not. I would have watched with my family or friends and not thought much of it. Being an ex-pat however, I was fanatical about watching the Grey Cup. I should also mention that I walk around with a Canadian flag pined to my jacket. It's not just because I get treated better since people know I'm Canadian (although I do), but it's because I'm determined to not lose my Canadianess.
Keeping that in mind, I'm also planning a trip to Paris. Not to see the Eiffel Tower though - been there, done that - but to check out the Moose, Paris' finest Canadian bar. I'm thinking by November I will be a little homesick. Maybe I can check out the Grey Cup there!
So, as I love Paris and live in Europe, I loved this second memoir even more than I loved the first one. Which, given how fanatical I am about his first memoir, is really saying something. (