Monday, August 11, 2008

The second day. (Sunday, 10th)

That was yesterday. It was kind of more exciting, because I walked stranger routes. Actually, I ended up in the banlieu, I guess -- at least at some point I found out that I had walked out of the reach of my city map and actually past the last métro station (Bobigny). But I'll try to keep the order of events:
I started walking to the other direction than the day before. The first thing to come was some kind of Basin (Bassin de la Villette) and then the endless Canal de l'Ourcq -- which I basically followed most of the day.
For quite a bit I was still in the city, then I passed a cool science museum ("la géode" -- fun pictures to be posted!) and then I kind of left the city. Most of the time, though, the area wasn't too creepy and there were quite a few pedestrians and such.

But when I passed this building, I began to get a little nervous. Mostly because at that time there was almost nobody on my way, whereas on the other side of the canal was that crazy building and a little further some youth who noisily tested the maximum speed of their scooters. (Actually, I did what women do at that point: tie back your hair, button up your coat, put the alarm-red coloured bag to the other side and walk in a way that suggests that you know where you're going.)

Also I had no idea where the next métro station could possibly be, but I definitely didn't want to walk the same way back -- that feels like retreat. But then I saw two women passing my way and I asked them for the next station. They said the next stations were some kilometres in either direction, but most importantly they didn't make at all an impression of finding this a bad way to walk along alone. So I was definitely calmed and decided to -- of course -- continue my route.
I passed further funny things. I missed the last métro station and actually had to walk back a little bit. Well, and then I decided to have a quick look at the Montmartre. So I went there and was annoyed by all the tourists.

Here is my favourite picture of Sacre Coeur:


I was wondering whether I should try to get a pepper spray or the like. But I actually think that it wouldn't help very much anyways and in the long run I'd be slower than some predator. (Especially on high heels.) Whatever. As soon as I will have some guests here, we can go and check out the banlieu in two!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Liebe Christina, mir ist ja immer noch schleierhaft, was du in Paris machst, aber wir können uns treffen, da ich am 11. und 14.09. jeweils da sein werde. Vielleicht kann ich dann ja einen overnight-stay bei dir einbauen? *g* Liebe Grüße von der Maloche ... Ute

Christina said...

Uti!
Ich war mir so sicher, dass ich davon erzählt hab'! Bist Du sicher, dass Dein Gedächtnis stimmt? ;)
Na, ich mach' hier gar nix. ;-) Alte Freunde kontaktieren, grübeln, lange laufen, Photos machen, hoffentlich viel lesen,... Mal sehen.
Klar können wir uns treffen -- das wär' sicher witzig! Und wenn mein Bett grad frei ist (weißt ja, wie das ist mit Besuch bekommen, wenn man mal grad' an 'nem interessanten Fleck wohnt), dann würd' ich mich auch sehr über Deine nächtliche Anwesenheit freuen. Wenn Du definitiv was zum Schlafen brauchst, kann ich es vielleicht so oder so einrichten. We'll see!
Bisous!
Christina

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Unknown said...

hola la christina! ich mag ganz besonders das bild vom sacre coeur-gargoyle, aber ich muss dich aufklaeren: pfefferspray soll doch nicht bewirken, dass du schneller laeufst! du sollst es dem boesen ins gesicht spruehen!

Christina said...

eek, ja!
na, jetzt, wo du's sagst... ich werd' dann nochmal die gebrauchsanweisung konsultieren. ;-)
idee war aber eher: für immer würd' der typ ja auch nicht mit seinen augen beschäftigt sein -- und dann wär' er sicher richtig böse. die strategie lohnt sich also vielleicht einfach nicht.
na, aber paris ist ja auch ganz harmlos. sonst so.