This translates into the simple phrase: “I don’t want to leave Paris.” After 86 cities, 43 flights, and roughly 228 days on the move, we decided to spend 34 days parked in one place. We lived out of closets instead of suitcases, cooked meals for ourselves, rode the Metro and Velibs instead of airplanes. Mark had lived in Paris when he was 19 and from that moment forward he always felt at home there. Now, after our monthlong sojourn, the whole family feels the exact same way.But in the end, the road beckons and we’re packed up and on the move again. We rented a car and put Paris in our rearview mirror. Now we begin counting the days until our return.
So lovely.
I don’t want to leave Paris either!
Just remember, when you come home you will be surrounded by the love of your L.A. friends.
And, I know the best place to get Caneles…
Loved that!!!!!
You guys know how to do it
not surprised. I’LL ALWAYS BE IN LOVE WITH PARIS.
So glad you feel the same after your long sojourn in other places.
No! Turn around and go back! It’s not too late! (It’s never too late, luckily.)
What a pleasure to hitch along in your suitcase. Where next?
Ah, Paris…, and Franny is so wonderful when she sings. Charming..
Lovely! Je ne veux pas oublier, aussi.
Franny riding the bicycle through Paris did it for me. Watching her looking so at home and content makes me wish to be young again. I hope she will keep that in her heart forever.
Martha Alexander
Beautiful, Franny. I can’t wait to see you in person singing with your blue guitar in hand. You look so happy. Paris looks so so perfect.
That girl kills me! Tres gamine!
Franny gliding through the streets of Paris on her bicycle felt like an homage to all those wonderful French films of the “nouvelle vague”….when Trauffaut’s films were breaking hearts and Goddard’s were breaking rules! Viva la Cinema! Viva la Franny!
xox,#1FANNY
great comment Karl
How come you took pictures under our window in Paris sur les quais !
Ah with Pierre, Lieke and Mae…….
Bienvenue back to Paris and Provence !
Moustiers family + dogs
Magnifique! I think I’ve told you about the time GreatBubz visited me in Paris over the Bastille Day holidays. It was 46 years ago! She loved it, I loved it, Paris loved her and it’s nice to see the progeny of her progeny loving it as well. Beautiful little film. Youse guys will always have Paris! Merci et bon voyage. love,Wendy
Paris! A blue guitar! A beautiful song! And a beautiful girl.
And after a few successful days with galleries and gallerists in Paris, le temps avec mon Damien, Je ne veux pas quitter Paris non plus.
But…. we will see you here next time, gang! Great short, love the song and even more, the singers. What a lovely surprise, Franny! Amy xox
So Lovely, Franny!!
Reminded me of “Eloise in Paris”. Elle me manque, j’y ai habite 1984-1985. Le franc c’etait a 10. Mon pere ne voulait pas que je rentra. Tricky tenses, not sure I got that right, you get the idea.
Gros Bisoux.