Paris Photos: Pont St-Louis and the violin player

Violin guy.

Waiter bustin’ a move.

Notre Dame Painter. What a treat.

Lamps. Loads of lamps.

Violin guy again, because he’s just that good… looking.

The best place in Paris for people watching is Pont St-Louis. From there, you can see waiters bustin' a move... Artists painting back end of sexy Notre Dame...A cluster of pretty street lamps...but most importantly, the violinist...This is the same violinist I wrote about on Page 174 of Paris Letters.

There is this moment in the book when I'm watching him play and I have a big profound moment. (No spoilers if you haven't finished reading). The moment was a big deal. After that moment was done, he packed up his violin, walked to the accordion player and listened for a bit, dropped a few coins in the case and disappeared into the crowd.

I'm not sure why I didn't talk to him. Why I haven't told him he's in the book.

My friend Jayne talked to him once and I stood by with my chin at my knees. She talked to him!? I couldn't believe it. She did it. Balls of steel, that woman.

I'm probably afraid he'll only speak French to me. Or something. I'm aware that the lovely Christophe only speaks French to me, or at least Franglais, so I shouldn't get all tongue-tied with the violinist. I can hold my own around Paris, linguistically-speaking, but there is something about this guy that makes me all bwhaahahammmugh. So if anyone comes to Paris, you can tell him for me? Maybe hand him a copy of Paris Letters open to Page 174? Thanks.

Me? I'll just stand behind the bushes, gawking with trepidation.