On Saturday, a friend of a friend of mine was visiting from Chicago - the cat veterinarian. He had dinner with A., the t.v. director and her fiance, C., the fashion photographer and the husband and I.
The five of us got into a small argument about which feels older, Paris or London.
For me, it's London. Narrow streets, low-slung buildings, no rhyme or reason to the layout, every road probably started as a cow path.
Paris has all those grand avenues, block after block of grey stone Second Empire apartments punctuated here and there by monuments and palaces and elegant gardens.
"But didn't London burn in the 1600s?" said A. "Ile St. Louis and, well, Notre Dame, they're like from the 1100s or older, aren't they? Paris is so much older."
Okay, so it has some older buildings, even, well, big chunks of the city are older maybe. But it just doesn't feel as old to me.
Don't you think London feels older than Paris?
The Swedish word for the day is medeltiden. It means middle ages.
- by Francis S.