The Double-Dix (October 10, 1963) |
Had it written down phonetically, but the transcription hasn’t survived, either on paper or in memory. But we had it down cold for the one evening when it mattered. Not that we were challenged all that rigorously: those folks are rightly famous for their hospitality, and we found ourselves caught up in about as diverse and happy a crowd as I’ve ever witnessed. The six (or so) palatial floors of the Embassy building were packed with people, entertainments, and FOOD. Fabulous buffet tables everywhere. Chinese opera (never a primary favorite, may I confess?) either live or on film on at least three levels. Constrained only by mission rules and finite gastric capacity, we enjoyed this all-out manifestation of the current incarnation of a very old people’s national pride. |
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Laissez-Passer—You’re going to get the impression that I had too much fun, in these days. Guilty as charged, but let’s face it: Paris may be the world capital of classy fun.
This little wallet card, a gift to mission staff members from a government-employed friend of the Church, let me in for free to ALL the Musées Nationales, any time I could manage to go there. The Louvre is only the best-known of the scores of great museums, galleries, and other exhibitions in Paris and elsewhere in France. |
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