Me, Myself and Paris: One Toe Under the Eiffel Tower, The Other In the Grocery Store
by Ruth Yunker
Overview
From the Publisher
Me, Myself & Paris is author Ruth Yunker's droll pastiche of her days, free and unaccompanied, in Paris. Three years in a row she rents an apartment, stays for six weeks, and takes on Paris, half resident, half visitor. She is a short attention span tourist, a wide-eyed voyeur, and irreverence saves the day when the chips are down. Her stories are about bonhomie and savoir-faire, American style, while treading the hallowed and slippery cobblestones of Paris.
It's about every day errands, and sorties into dutiful sightseeing. It's about run-ins with grocery store cashiers and metro ticket agents. It's about desperately trying to speak French. It's about attempting to emulate the chic, windblown Parisian woman wearing no lipstick, while Ruth wouldn't be caught bare lipped outside the boudoir.
She conquers the metro, no mean feat for a Californian glued to a car. She hears ghosts in cathedrals, and smells bread toasting every morning across the courtyard. She learns to make correct change without her reading glasses. Comes to understand that direct eye contact is a flagrant disregard of manners, even when she most needs a hug.
Me, Myself & Paris is what Paris looks like, feels like, smells like, tastes like, to an American woman, free and unfettered, sense of humor and bonhomie alive and well, alone and loving it, in the most beautiful and temperamental city in the world.
My thoughts
This was not my favorite travel book of all time. I was hoping for some insider tips on traveling in Paris, perhaps finding the things that typical tourists may walk past without notice. That's not what I found in this book.
I read the book start to finish, but it's not a book I enjoyed.
Favorite Passage
One never knows when inspiration will strike. Inspiration happens in a flash, so pay attention. And then?
Go with it. Immediately.
