Standing at street’s edge; waiting for the light.
A dynamic, vibrant, bustling world class city.
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Next to us a young woman stands, waiting.
Poised, stylish, together, confident in her own skin kind of way.
An unlit cigarette in hand.
The signature scarf worn in that effortless and elegant way;
the way of Parisian women.
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We catch a moment’s contact of eyes
and then return to our impersonal, stoic forward stares.
Waiting.
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I sense movement to my left and turn.
She leans in, so subtly in her graceful way.
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Parlez vous Francais?
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She had not pegged us as tourists.
There was the chance.
She had to ask.
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Non.
But my eyes said more.
Merci.
Merci beaucoup.
Lovely imagery, I can see her and I remember how the French women looked so elegant when I was travelling through Paris in my backpacker clothes. We really did feel underdressed.
Kath.
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Wonderful moment…beautiful captured Bonnie.
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David, thank you! Was a highlight of the trip for sure. I may have acted like a giddy American once beyond her sights. I’ll never tell 🙂
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This is beautiful, Bonnie. I love the way you can capture so much in so few words. That’s a rare talent 😀
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Dianne…many thanks! What a fabulous comment from you my writer friend! Many thanks! 🙂
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Bravo!!! Est-ce pas merveilleux de ne pas être indexé comme un Américain!!!
Date: Wed, 7 Oct 2015 17:23:47 +0000 To: moragagirl@live.com
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Merci!! Et oui oui!! 🙂
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Wow I liked this just so you know
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Thank you so much, I truly appreciate that!
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Love re-living this chance encounter with you, Bon. Had a similar experience with a French gentleman in Barcelona. Wanted so, so badly to answer in the affirmative when he asked, but sadly, I, too, had to say ‘Non.’ Ah well, a connection was made nonetheless…. 🙂
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I love that you totally get it! There was no connection so to speak, other than in that instant, but the lasting effect of her question was obviously of impact on me! To not be pegged as the “American Tourist” was lovely! Now, I want to hear about this connection in Barcelona… 😉
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What’s this? You’re writing stories? Provocative and ooh la la ones like this? I am intrigued Bon (that means good in french ya know)! Is this fiction or non? Is that your (awesome) photo up there?
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Hi Rhon! Not writing stories now…just a reflection of a pretty cool moment! Keeping it real my friend, this is non-fiction, it really happened 🙂 And yes, my (awesome) photo up there!
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super impressed, by the photo and the tale…you should be doing more of this my friend…very, very nice. C’est Bon!!!
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Rhon, thank you!! it was a recent adventure and this particular moment came home in the suitcase of mind and memory – I had to get it into words – to not be automatically pegged as American tourists was pretty darn cool I must say. To do more of this will of course require more travel…to both of which I say, tres bien! 🙂 xo
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