Boarding the last plane to Paris

Considering my age and the nightmare involved with airports and international travelling these days, I’m thinking my trip in June to attend a writers’ retreat in Paris may have been my last trip abroad. It would be lovely if this proved to be wrong but as it becomes increasingly more difficult to negotiate the endless lineups, security checks, customs, flight delays, lost luggage, and other travel hazards I may be restricting my future trips to local destinations.

That being said, I savoured every second of my Paris trip with the knowledge that it might be my last. I ate and drank everything I wanted without a smidgen of guilt, walked the streets until I thought my feet were going to explode, people-watched with endless fascination, and generally squeezed every single drop of pleasure out of the trip that I possibly could.

I have shared many pictures of my Paris writers’ retreat trip with readers of BoomerBroadcast but I have one last installment. I hope you enjoy these pictures.

Laduree, the famous French tea rooms and patisserie founded in 1862 and known for their iconic macarons are decorated in exquisite French style. This is the chandelier above the checkout at their Place Vendome shop.
This charming young girl was practising her sketch work inspired by the master in Rodin's garden.
The splendor of the Dior Museum started with a kaleidoscope of colour in the entranceway.
Dior style is no less relevant today than it was in the days of glamourous couture.
It is difficult to appreciate the details of this sparkly black evening suit but I was captivated by the enormous and totally stunning shoulder brooch. Zoom in for a closer look.
Dior's jewelry collection was beyond description. I'm not sure what I would wear this with in my own wardrobe but I was fascinated with its detail.
The pendant on each of these earrings was the size of the open palm of my hand. I'd need reinforced earlobes to carry the weight of these around for an evening. Nice, though don't you think?
If you're in the market for a special occasion dress with lots of feathers and hand sewn embellishments, and you have tens of thousands of dollars to spend, give Dior a call.
Paris is famous for its endless number of architecturally fascinating doors.
This little restaurant in Place des Vosges featured intricate woodwork above the door.
This display of white asparagus in the farmers' market reopens the debate about whether bigger is truly better. I would be inclined to think these big fellas would be tad dry and woody but I didn't personally try them so I could be wrong.
Dogs were welcomed everywhere including bakeries, department stores, grocery stores, restaurants, and clothing stores. This little guy on a leash was seen in the upscale Galeries Lafaytte on rue Haussmann.
A bientot from our little group of potential Nobel-prize winning writers photographed in front of Napolean's captured cannons at Place des Invalides with a familiar landmark in the background. That's me (third from the left) holding a special umbrella designed by artist Perry McEwen from Guelph, Ontario.

I hope you enjoyed my photographic impressions of Paris. If you hear of anyone who would be interested in picking me up in my driveway and dropping me off a few hours later in Nice, France, without involving airports, security, customs, lineups, and stopovers, then I’m up for another adventure after all. Miracles happen!

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