Thursday, January 17, 2013

Just Outside Paris


I live just outside Los Angeles. But I'm tired of riding around LA. The other night I figured out a way to remedy the situation. I imagine that I'm riding around Paris. Suddenly everything I see, the streets, lights, cars, people, buildings - all are new to me. And my mind opens up at bit, releases from its rut. Ceci n'est pas Les Anges... 

8 comments:

Kristina said...

And there are beautiful women who ride their bike in Paris!
(Do you remember that speaker/author, using that as a reason to ride?)

mindful mule said...

Mais, oui - d'accord - bien sur!

JustinM said...

In the month of May in the city of Paris

mindful mule said...

Thank you, JustinM. Very nice.

A Midnight Rider said...

I have only biked around LA once. We rode from the pier at Santa Monica to the Airport and back. It's one of my highlight rides.

mindful mule said...

Midnight:
Ah, yes, there are some nice sights along that path!

SuperLarge said...

Way, waaaay late comment, but I have to pipe up because I do something similar when I'm on a train (usually the train down to San Diego). I pretend that I'm somewhere in Eastern Europe and I don't speak the language, I pop in my headphones and look at the scenery rolling by and when the conductor asks for my ticket, I just smile & nod my head like I would do over there. It's silly mais ├ža m'amuse bien.

mindful mule said...

Thanks, SuperLarge! Let's take the train sometime... or sit in a pub and pretend.