C'est Nice

So, I've got a bit of time here on ye olde bench, and thought I'd through you guys some of my (horribly back-logged) pictures. Enjoy.

These are the Kandell children; I met them and their parents for a brief breakfast at Gare du Nord just before departing Paris for London to fly back to New York on August 1st. They were a scream, Maya and Evan. For thems that don't know, Paul Kandell, their father, was my Journalism teacher way back in 10th and 11th grade; I was in his class when Maya was born. Awww... memories!
And here's me and Paul, same day.

This is Anna in her Teepee at Camp Winnarainbow. Yes, she lived in a Teepee. Yes, my sister is cooler than me. What do you want me to do about it?

This one and the next are pretty much "dosh garnit I do like these people" pictures. From Left to Right, Top to Bottom, Dad, Julie, Mom, Isabel, Bernie, Jack.
Okay, enough of my family. Cute as they are.

So this is one of those "just when you think your life can't get anymore like a Hemingway novel, a troop of mounted French police trots through the Place Contrescarpe while you're sitting, having an espresso in a café" moments. I know, I know, it happens all the time. Amalea and Scott's place, which was just off the Pl. Contrescarpe, and just across the street from a house where Hemingway lived (and up the block from where James Joyce once lived) practically gets mentioned by address in the section of The Sun Also Rises I just read. I'm not really enjoying the novel yet, and I'm almost half-done, but there's something about being abroad that makes reading a book I'm not into okay.

This one I took for Anna, hoping to e-mail it to her, bu tthen I never seemed to get my camera, connector cable and computer all in the same place at the same time. Anyway... exciting! Only forty more days! Although Ron, Harry and Hermione do seem to get exponentially more stylish with every passing year... are they going to do the last movie dressed only in Armani and Vera Wang's? I hope so!

And, I thought, might as well throw y'all a glimpse of my Niçoise life. Interestingly, it involves no actual Niçoise people. These are the assistants, from Left to Right: Annapaola (Italian), Majd (Yemeni), Hector (Colombian) and Charlotte (British). Below is Joy, from Bayshore, NY, of all places. We're coming home on the same flight for Winter Break, so that's exciting.
All right, sports fans, I think that about does it. Keep on keepin' on.