PARIS, FRANCE
25/7, Montmartre
It's been a bit of a shite day, to be honest. I wake from a grubby Dublin hostel after an anti-sleep and bust my way to the airport, only to be charged an exhorbitant fee for travelling with my guitar. Try as I might, there doesn't seen to be a way I can get out of it without leaving my most beloved travel companion behind so I pay the thirty Euros (more than the flight itself!) and swear to never fly Ryan Air again... When I touch ground, my favourite hostel in Paris is full although they do direct me to a place in Montmartre, and I must admit it's a great room - funny how when you are already in a bad mood you have a certain more negative outlook on the whole day...
Sacre Couer in Montmartre was my favourite part of Paris last year. I take Stella (guitar) along to see it and set up - the sun is hot hot hot - is this some kind of heat wave taking over Europe, pray tell?! - and I am happy to just make twenty Euro's before a boy from Toulouse rocks up and starts playing beautiful reggae songs. We sing together for a while before I chalo home for a much needed early night. One of the lyrics we sing together stays with me - it's a song by German reggae dubstar Patrice, and goes something like
'Every day is so good just because I am alive
From the day that me born to the day me gonna die - I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive...'
Hear Hear.
posted by Sharona79 @ 6:59 AM
1 Comments:
i enjoyed listen with calmness your song's on the steps of Montmartre park,usualy it overcast in Paris but this day was a sunny day (and boiling when you stay in the sun one hour for singing whithout water...let me smile.).
The Man with a bottle of water...
my english vocabulary be limited i must write some word in my own language :)
J'ai apprécié la musique,
mais l'orsque l'on se pose et que l'on observe la façon dont joue une personne,la façon dont elle interagie avec les gens/autres(humain ou animal [relationnel]) et les choses (objet et [organisation]); on découvre une des facades de leur personnalitée,car les personnalitées humaines ressemblent a une palette de peintre... il y a beaucoup de couleur(chaudes ou froides)des tons différents et une infinitée de mélange...mais nous sommes tous dans le fond des animaux symboliques "évolution" du singe.
Sharon j'ai apprécié t'observer, tu degage une sensation de quiétude et de positivisme.Tu semble saine et épanouie,les pieds sur terre et le coeur dans la main ... ce fut un plaisir de te croiser je te souhaite tout le bonheur, paix et quiétude, que ton chemin rayonne de vie et de lumière, qu'il te permette mille rencontre et de l'amour si le temps te le permet ...
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