The day for another departure. This time it is Tutu that is having a bit of an I-don’t-want-to-leave! fit. Now that he has found a companion, he is not looking forward to the new destination. But, alas, he has no choice, and in he goes into my suitcase after bidding farewell to his new pink friend. I head to the kitchen. Look out the window, wash a few dishes and I am ready. We go to the Amiens Station one more time. At Gare du Nord, still a bit frazzled when I finally find a ticket booth (see my post about that day here) I find myself tired of speaking or attempting to speak French so I ask in English for 2 round-trip tickets to Amiens. The woman asks me in English if I can make the one leaving in 5 minutes, I say no, next one is in 30 minutes, I say great, she asks how many and I repeat 2 round-trips to Amiens. She gives them to me. So when we go to the Amiens station we go straight to the train that takes us back to Paris. On the train the ticket-taker comes, we hand him the tickets and oops, not a return ticket after all. Oh sorry, so here is our fare. Not enough? What? We each get charged 25 Euros fine for not having a ticket. Lesson learned to check and recheck tickets… maybe.
Today, instead of using airbnb, we have decided to check into a hotel, Super Hotel, (Super for super tiny rooms perhaps?) next to Pére Lachaise where we will be filming tomorrow. We are staying only one night. The place is miniscule. Tutu goes into a corner still complaining about being alone. But the neighborhood is lively and I like it. The réalisateur (I think in French it has a nicer ring to it than “director”) scouts the neighborhood he is already quite familiar with. I chill. We reunite and go to dinner. I just love these very Parisian bistros. And the bonus was that the food was quite good. The morning of filming starts off in a very laid back way. We have coffee at our local café since we can’t make it in the room. Of course, accompanied by the proverbial croissant which is flaky airy and delicious pretty much everywhere. So much so that all I could photograph was this empty plate. Today I have no responsibilities but to tag along so while they prepare to film, I laugh at Parisian parking skills. Seems that they feel that they can park anywhere! But on close inspection, he has a ticket or a warning that he will have to contend with! The filming begins. My attention goes to windows with flowers. And as we walk to the next location, of balconies loaded with figurines I’m partial to: elephants. We enter our next location. Gratefully, it does not rain though it does threaten to at times. I walk around. So sad to see some mausoleums bordering on being neglected. v I continue to roam and come to a moving tribute to those who perished in concentration camps.
It’s been good. We open our laptops, play a bit on them, and then go off to eat in a neighborhood Indian restaurant which was surprisingly terrific. Back to the hotel and tomorrow we shall move on to our next location. Where to next…?