What’s The Buzz ?
Corner of Bd des Capucines et Rue Auber, Paris, January 8, 2013
Posted on January 8, 2013
This is what you do. You forget to change to the number 2 metro line that is the shortest way home as you smile back at a sign that says that this station is called Bonnes Nouvelles. Nice touch, you think but these words do not hit the spot. Patience is this hour’s virtue as you finally get up, mind a gap, head for a flight of stairs, then an escalator, then trample a few more stairs than are strictly necessary until you emerge through a wind tunnel with your back to what you came all this way to see. Its eyes bore through that center between your shoulder blades right through to the solar plexus and out the other side as you turn very slowly to savour the morsels of each second that bring you one step closer to seeing as believing that I think therefore it must be: Opéra Garnier.
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I meet up with Kalypso near the Flatiron building which is where I was standing that monday afternoon when I was early and we had not yet spoken about her pilgrimage to Disneyland. As I stood looking up at the 8th wonder of this world a cop walks past me, slows down, looks up, and then turns to me and says, “I thought someone was about to jump.” We chuckle a little nervously and I tell him that I never actually took the time to study at the building and he stands with me for a moment and strains his neck and says something like, “You’re right, there are details there, in the stone, that I never saw before.” We shake hands, and I turn to catch the eye of the Empire State building that I am saving for later, as I remember asking B. what it was like to go right up to the top and he said, “It’s high.” Another one of his Haikus for something that I play pretend to understand. We sit, Kalypso and I in a restaurant nearby afterwards and we speak about the time she saw Barbara’s last concert in Paris and when everyone started to sing after she left the stage, “
We’re gathered here today to commemorate the time I went to 
