lundi 9 février 2009

Erotica, exotica and good cheese

After Friday night's debacle, I was unsure as to where the weekend was heading. I figured that the offers could only get better, but I was equally prepared for them to get worse.

Saturday, I had a really lovely day, managing to get to see the François Rousseau expo at the Maison Européenne de la Photographie. I've always loved his advertising shots - Lacoste, D&G, etc - and to see his works in such large format was amazing. Recommended, if you find yourself in Paris in the next few weeks.

Saturday evening, the Italian postman was heading over 'to collect his watch' that he had 'forgotten' last week. Hmm. I fear this may have been a ruse to get me in the sack again. A ruse which worked, obviously. Ha.

Once he had gone, I got myself dolled up for a night on the town.

At my favourite bar, the music was as loud as usual and the boys were all in town. I had a great evening, chatting with friends and dancing along to the usual suspects. At the risk of sounding like a slut who ends up sleeping with two different men in the same evening...well, let's not go there. I don't want you to think badly of me.

Sunday saw a sore head and a grumpy boy waking up. I wasn't happy. There's not much that can bring me out of this mood, but a sure fire way to try is to head down to les Artisans (my local bar) and see if a pain au chocolat dipped in a steaming chocolat chaud, in the fresh air of the terrasse helps. It kind of helped. A little. I was less grumpy.

After a couple of hours of wandering in the fresh air I took my purchases of 'special treats' (the cremerie on the Île St. Louis being responsible for the cheese based treats which make me fat and slow me down, he he) and headed home for a bit of a snooze.

I managed to get a bit of sleep before the treat that was Sunday evening.

Sunday sees one of the best nights in town as one of the boy bars holds a special 'mediterranean' evening. They say mediterranean, but it's pretty much music from the Lebanon and the middle east, with a clientèle to match. Possibly the most exotic night on the weekly calendar and a great way to finish the weekend.

As I stood there, enjoying the sight of the lebanese guys really letting go on the dancefloor, I figured that this had been a good weekend.

Erotica, exotica and good cheese.

What more does a boy need?

17 commentaires:

Lola a dit…

Sushi?

I'm so predictable.

alan a dit…

all sounds amazing

Anthony a dit…

I don't know where you get the energy. I for one sat at home this weekend doing my knitting and praying the Rosary ....

Daryl a dit…

Another pain au chocolate?

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Lola, sushi. mmm. Sushi. Making me hungry.

Alan - it was pretty amazing....if a little crazy

LaTanya, I know you were down on your knees....I didn't know you were praying...

D, oh yes. Always turn to pains au chocolats...

Greg a dit…

Oh, to be young in Paris and ogling boys at the bar....

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Greg, I wish I was. Young that is. That was a while ago now...

Daisy a dit…

Your Parisian weekends are so different from mine it's hilarious. The only thing that's the same is perhaps the croissant and hot chocolate. And the fattening cheeses obv. Oh and the photo show sounds good too.

cb a dit…

So, reading between the posts... My guess is you went home with pissboy (garcon de oui-oui??)

aims a dit…

Oh Lord! Please don't tell me you went home with him! (and that you had to stop to buy rubber sheets)

All this dear heart and you go to work the other 5 days of the week?

What supplements (besides the obvious) are you taking dear boy!

12ontheinside a dit…

You, boy, have stamina.

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Daisy, it's really good - if a little risqué...Although it's not as good as the Demarchelier at the Petit Palais...

CB - pas de tout! It was a different guy, who I already knew. Not at all the garçon de oui oui....he he

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Aims, not the wee wee man, no. That'd be too odd. I'm all up for whatever comes along, but that was a bit direct...and no supplements, just a desire to live life to the full!

12oti, I'm working on the stamina. But I do find myself sleeping a lot midweek!

MY PARADISE a dit…

Where do you get the energy from?

travelling, but not in love a dit…

MP - I don't know. But it's usually there when I need it...usually...

Louise a dit…

Apparently nothing! (I would need some sleep.)

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Louise, I permanently need sleep...