From Paris to India
As ate lunch with my friend Felicia at Café Chinois today, just north of Place des Vosges, I couldn’t help but feel transported to another country for the time being (a welcome refuge after another visit to the Prefecture). It reminded me of a few weeks ago when I went to the Festival of Ganesha, the Hindu god resembling an elephant, in the 10th arrondissement of Paris. Despite seeing bits of Parisian architecture through the colorful banners and signs, I couldn’t help but feel like I stepped foot in India for the afternoon. While the area between Gare du Nord and La Chapelle is covered in Indian shops selling anything from groceries to saris to Bollywood flicks, the neighborhood came extra alive during this late August festival. And of course that afternoon my friend Claudia and I enjoyed our own Indian meal, sprawled out into the streets. Here’s vicarious travel within our own cities!
P.S. Check out Felicia’s coverage of Sentou’s vernissage we went to on Monday as part of Paris Design Week! You can’t miss me in yellow!